Letter to Yvette from Howard, April 19, 1943.

Letter to Yvette from Howard, April 19, 1943.

Love, Homesickness

Howard describes his disdain for WAAC's, his time writing letters with another soldier and how much he loves Yvette.

Sarty, Howard L. 1919-1977

Harvey, Gretchen (donor)

Courtesy of Concordia College Archives.

1943-04-19.

Will Kuball (digitization, metadata, transcription)

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Correspondence

English

Text

1943-04-19

Camp Campbell, Kentucky

Correspondence


Camp Campbell, Kentucky
April 19, 1943
Hello darling:
How’s everything back home? As for me I think I’m going nuts. I got up this morning at four and had chow at four-thirty then I started my work for the day. That was alright until about ten-thirty when I had to go up to division headquarters from some information. Well I got almost all the way back when one of those crazy W.A.A.C’s [Women’s Auxiliary Corp.] was coming around in a peep and nearly ran over me. Well after that I went and had me a fine dinner: a nice big steak with everything to go with it. Well this afternoon

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I had to start and [sic] early to go and check over some shipping tickets on some new trucks that we just got in. That took all afternoon and so I ate again at five-thirty to-night [sic]. Tonight I had to clean up my office and then do a little homework which I couldn't do this afternoon because I was out. Well I just finished that work at nine o’clock and then I fell asleep. My buddy Mike woke me up and told me that first call was at four AM to-morrow [sic] so I’d know what time to get the clock at and it’s a good thing that he woke me up because I wanted to drop you a couple of lines.

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As you know I haven’t been writing every day [sic]. Darling it isn’t because I don’t love you it’s because every day there seem[s] to be more and more work to do and I never seem to get caught up. I had a funny thing happen to day [sic]. I was sitting at the desk doing some work when all of a sudden I stopped writing and I looked straight ahead. I was like that for about five minutes when the Sgt. [sergeant] Colin came in and said to me what are you thinking about and all the time I was just sitting in a daze thinking of you, so I told him and he said well I don’t blame you for thinking of the girl back home. Then I said to

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him I guess I need a furlough so I can rest up. The army must be working me too hard, but he said you would be worse off when you got back. Ahh well I guess I [will] turn in now and get some sleep. By the way I sent you a pillow case [sic] from Camp Campbell so you could have something from this past. Darling I love you and I can hardly keep my eyes open. Good night darling and keep loving me even if I do feel like a heel some time [sic] for not writing. Lot of love

Howard.