Letter to Yvette from Howard, May 5, 1943.

Letter to Yvette from Howard, May 5, 1943.

Love, Friendship

Howard describes how his friend, Mike got to go visit his wife in New York and Howard is very jealous.

Sarty, Howard L. 1919-1977.

Harvey, Gretchen (donor).

Courtesy of the Concordia College Archives.

1943-05-02

Will Kuball (digitization, metadata, transcription)

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Correspondence

English

Text

1943-05-02

Camp Campbell, Kentucky

Correspondence


Camp Campbell, Kentucky
May 2, 1943
Hello darling:
Well here it is Sunday and I got a little time off. I haven’t written for the past three or four days because the mater Sgt. [Sergeant] has been sick and I had to take his place while he’s out. Darling I really didn’t mean that I was sorry that I enlisted because I’m not. In fact, that’s the reason I’m still over here because all the boys that I knew up in Knox that came in when I did are either accross [sic] or on their way. Well we changed in to [sic] summer uniforms yesterday not that it[‘s] hot down here but because it[‘s] orders. I don’t like to wear the summer clothes

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very much because you have too much of a job trying to keep them clean and with the service we got down here, well, you take them to the cleaners on Monday and your [sic] lucky to get them back in around eight days. Darling I tried to get a day off to go to the Kentucky Derby but no soap. I wanted to see one of the Derby [sic] before I left Kentucky but maybe next year I will if the war don’t [sic] end. Mike got a telegram and in it said (will arrive in Clarksville at six o’clock) [sic] and so I had to let him go. You see Mary got lonesome all alone in New York so she’s coming to try to visit her husband. They just got married last Sept.[September] but about every two months she get[s] on the train and comes down and spends a couple

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of weeks. Gee I envy him. They are both just a couple of kids and they seem so happy. I wish we were married but you can’t have everything and any way [sic] we’ll be happier after the war is over won’t we, darling? Darling I’ve been getting better every day from you and I love you so much that I can’t wait for the war to end. My only hope now is to get a furlough to see you and I haven’t given up trying. Darling your [sic] a little mixed up about the time we went out with Stanley. The words you used weren’t, “I don’t love you anymore.” It was, “I don’t want to go home,” and “don’t take me home.”

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You see you don’t remember very much of that night. Well sweety I might be able to get home around the first or middle of June so don’t give up. I love you and allways [sic] will. So take care of everything until I get there and then I will take of everything. Lots of love

Howard.