Letter to Yvette from Howard, April 11, 1943.
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Title
Letter to Yvette from Howard, April 11, 1943.
Subject
Sympathy, Homesickness
Description
Howard gives sympathy to Yvette for her grandmother and describes an injury a soldier sustained while drunk. He also expresses his disdain for WAACs.
Creator
Sarty, Howard L. 1919-1977.
Source
Harvey, Gretchen (donor).
Publisher
Courtesy of the Concordia College Archives.
Date
1943-04-11
Contributor
Will Kuball (digitization, metadata, transcribing).
Rights
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License
Format
Correspondence
Language
English
Type
Text
Identifier
1943-04-11
Coverage
Camp Campbell, Kentucky
Document Item Type Metadata
Original Format
Correspondence
Text
Camp Campbell, Kentucky
April 11, 1943
Darling:
I’m sorry to hear about your grandmother and I hope that she get[s] well again and I’ll pray every-night [sic] for her and darling I love you so very much. My mother wrote me that you stopped in the house and these are the exact words she used: quote, (Yvette stopped in the last night [sic] for a while and she looked awful sweet.) [sic] she write [sic] like that after so I’m sure that she
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likes you. Well, honey, I had guard Thursday and Friday [and] Saturday. I had C.Q. [Charge of Quarters.] and now it[‘]s Sunday and I’m trying to think of something to write about. I[‘ll] tell you the secret why I don’t drink in the army. While I was on guard Friday I had to go out to the edge of the camp to pick up a man. A call came through to the guard house that a soldier was found in back of the road hose on the edge of the camp. Well when
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I got there, there was the guy. He’d been in the woods a whole week with out [sic] eating and been drunk most of the time. He was more dead than alive. He lost over thirty pounds so I called the wagon and had him taken to the hospital. Well darling I wish I could get home. There’s so many [nights I?] think I [would] like to see you a lot and find out for my self [sic] back home that only a furlough could help me out.
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I’m going down and have [ing?] a talk with the first Sgt. [Sergeant] the first thing in the morning so I got to get a good night[‘]s sleep in order to [get up] and talk [to] him. He’s going to have to listen to me or else. Gee I don’t know what to write anymore. It[‘s] just the same old thing and how can you get interested in something that you you do every day [sic] and part of the night. Good night darling I love you.
Howard.
[The following was included as a postscript.]
P.S. I’ll never fall in love with a W.A.A.C. [Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps.] so don’t worry. I’m in love with you and you only and gee I’m lonely.
April 11, 1943
Darling:
I’m sorry to hear about your grandmother and I hope that she get[s] well again and I’ll pray every-night [sic] for her and darling I love you so very much. My mother wrote me that you stopped in the house and these are the exact words she used: quote, (Yvette stopped in the last night [sic] for a while and she looked awful sweet.) [sic] she write [sic] like that after so I’m sure that she
[Page 2]
likes you. Well, honey, I had guard Thursday and Friday [and] Saturday. I had C.Q. [Charge of Quarters.] and now it[‘]s Sunday and I’m trying to think of something to write about. I[‘ll] tell you the secret why I don’t drink in the army. While I was on guard Friday I had to go out to the edge of the camp to pick up a man. A call came through to the guard house that a soldier was found in back of the road hose on the edge of the camp. Well when
[Page 3]
I got there, there was the guy. He’d been in the woods a whole week with out [sic] eating and been drunk most of the time. He was more dead than alive. He lost over thirty pounds so I called the wagon and had him taken to the hospital. Well darling I wish I could get home. There’s so many [nights I?] think I [would] like to see you a lot and find out for my self [sic] back home that only a furlough could help me out.
[Page 4]
I’m going down and have [ing?] a talk with the first Sgt. [Sergeant] the first thing in the morning so I got to get a good night[‘]s sleep in order to [get up] and talk [to] him. He’s going to have to listen to me or else. Gee I don’t know what to write anymore. It[‘s] just the same old thing and how can you get interested in something that you you do every day [sic] and part of the night. Good night darling I love you.
Howard.
[The following was included as a postscript.]
P.S. I’ll never fall in love with a W.A.A.C. [Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps.] so don’t worry. I’m in love with you and you only and gee I’m lonely.
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Sarty, Howard L. 1919-1977. , “Letter to Yvette from Howard, April 11, 1943.,” Concordia Memory Project, accessed April 28, 2024, https://concordiamemoryproject.concordiacollegearchives.org/items/show/1077.