Letter to Yvette from Howard, September 11, 1945
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Letter to Yvette from Howard, September 11, 1945
Description
Howard complains about train rides, but also hopes that he can just get where he is supposed to go. He also states that everything is the same at every camp.
Creator
Sarty, Howard L., 1919-1977
Source
Harvey, Gretchen (donor)
Publisher
Courtesy of the Concordia College Archives
Date
1945-09-11
Contributor
Tommerdahl, Maria (digitization, transcription, metadata)
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License
Format
Correspondences
Language
English
Type
Text
Identifier
1945-09-11
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Fort Devens
Sept. 11, 1945
Hi darling,
No News [sic] as yet but it doesn’t look as though we will stay here very long, and you know how I hate train rides. I guess that I won’t be able to get a pass either because the officer in charge told me to-day [sic] that he could’nt [sic] do it so that was that. I expect to go either tomorrow or Thursday sure but now I’m just guessing, a lot of things can change
[Page 2]
I hope. Gee Hon the suspence [sic] is killing me. I hope they get everything all figured out and send me home where I belong. Well darling I didn’t do anything but sleep and eat to day [sic] and I could of [sic] been home and I would of [sic] enjoyed it much more. Honest Yve. I never missed you so much as I do now. It gets worse as the day [sic] go on. I guess the 32 days I got was too much for one time. I love you so much that it [sic] not funny at all.
[Page 3]
I don’t know what they are going to do with us after we get to Calif [sic] so I just won’t guess and build your hopes up. Right now I’m at the service [illegible] and you know how noisy they can be well its [sic] about as loud as it can be now. You know darling I dream of you every night. I guess polly [sic] must be having her hands full with you sleeping with her if you keep changing sides like the last night I spent with you. You know it [sic] so hard to write anything because
[Page 4]
everythings [sic] the same no matter what camp you go to, although I know one thing that any place would be heaven if you we’re [sic] there. I [sic] still waiting to hear weather [sic] it [sic] an addition or one of those same old spells of yours but I guess I’ll have to wait until I send you an address so you can write. This one sided writing is not so hot. I don’t guess I’ll write much more to night [sic] darling but I’ll alwas [sic] love you more than anything in the world. Your worst half,
Howard
[The following is written as a postscript.]
P.S. I love you most
Sept. 11, 1945
Hi darling,
No News [sic] as yet but it doesn’t look as though we will stay here very long, and you know how I hate train rides. I guess that I won’t be able to get a pass either because the officer in charge told me to-day [sic] that he could’nt [sic] do it so that was that. I expect to go either tomorrow or Thursday sure but now I’m just guessing, a lot of things can change
[Page 2]
I hope. Gee Hon the suspence [sic] is killing me. I hope they get everything all figured out and send me home where I belong. Well darling I didn’t do anything but sleep and eat to day [sic] and I could of [sic] been home and I would of [sic] enjoyed it much more. Honest Yve. I never missed you so much as I do now. It gets worse as the day [sic] go on. I guess the 32 days I got was too much for one time. I love you so much that it [sic] not funny at all.
[Page 3]
I don’t know what they are going to do with us after we get to Calif [sic] so I just won’t guess and build your hopes up. Right now I’m at the service [illegible] and you know how noisy they can be well its [sic] about as loud as it can be now. You know darling I dream of you every night. I guess polly [sic] must be having her hands full with you sleeping with her if you keep changing sides like the last night I spent with you. You know it [sic] so hard to write anything because
[Page 4]
everythings [sic] the same no matter what camp you go to, although I know one thing that any place would be heaven if you we’re [sic] there. I [sic] still waiting to hear weather [sic] it [sic] an addition or one of those same old spells of yours but I guess I’ll have to wait until I send you an address so you can write. This one sided writing is not so hot. I don’t guess I’ll write much more to night [sic] darling but I’ll alwas [sic] love you more than anything in the world. Your worst half,
Howard
[The following is written as a postscript.]
P.S. I love you most
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Sarty, Howard L., 1919-1977, “Letter to Yvette from Howard, September 11, 1945,” Concordia Memory Project, accessed November 1, 2026, https://concordiamemoryproject.concordiacollegearchives.org/items/show/1044.