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Camp Campbell, Kentucky
March 16, 1943
Hi darling:
How’s the world treating you? If it[‘]s not treating you alright let me know and I [will] fix it. No kidding darling I sure miss you like the devil. I wish this curse word war was over. Well I…

Camp Campbell, Kentucky
March 15, 1943
Hi Darling,
What[‘s] cooking? Well here I am again still the same old guy who left his home town to go and fight for his country. It was just a year ago to day [sic] when I went to Worcester to try to join…

Dec. 10, 1944
6:00 P.M.
Dearest darling wife,
Well darling its [sic] the same old thing you get up in the morning lay around all day and go back to bed again. I didn’t write last night because I went to town to find you something for christmas…

Dec. 8, 1944
8:00 P.M.
Dearest darling wife and no kid,
Did you think I forgot all about you? Well I didn’t in fact I just got back from Crane, Indiana. It was a pretty good trip but tiresome. I’ll start in the beginning. We left camp wednesday…

Dec. 5, 1944
8:30 P.M.
Yvette dearest,
Gee I miss you so much that it hurts. I wish I could get out of this darn army. I know I’ve been awful lucky to stay on this side so long but I’m getting awful tired of it. Darling no letter to day [sic] and…

Dec. 4, 1944
9:30 P.M.
Hello Darling,
How are you to-night? I feel so lonely that I’m about ready to send a telegram for you to come down but I’ll wait until christmas [sic]. Well darling, I hope Jim gets home alright but he had to learn his…

Dec. 3, 1944
Evening
Dearest darling wife,
I guess I’m a bad boy for not writing you last night but I was kept pretty busy and it got kind of late. I just got a letter from you and you seem mad at me. I know darling that your [sic] only coming…

Dec. 1, 1944
9:30 P.M.
Dearest darling and wife + no kids,
Well here I am again just so happy as every but I got a few things on my mind. First what do you want for christmas [sic] and second is what to get my folks for christmas [sic] that has me…

Nov. 30, 1944
Dear Yve (you little mushy mush)
Well when you get this letter you’ll know I skipped a day writing to you which was my fault because last night I had to go out on a night combat course and didn’t get back until after twelve last night…

Nov. 28, 1944
9:00 P.M.
Dear Yve,
Well how are you to-night [sic] ? I miss you so darn much that it [sic] terrible. I wish I could see you to night [sic]. I got a letter to day [sic] that you wrote thanksgiving [sic] and you ought to be spanked…