Letter to Yvette from Howard, July 8, 1942

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Title

Letter to Yvette from Howard, July 8, 1942

Subject

Military life
Love-Letters

Description

He misses Yve so much it hurts. He just keeps thinking of all the time he is missing by being in the army. They tried to teach him how to drive a truck.

Creator

Sarty, Howard L., 1919-1977

Source

Harvey, Gretchen (donor)

Publisher

Courtesy of the Concordia College Archives

Date

1942-07-08

Contributor

Wayne, Brandon (digitization, transcription, metadata)

Format

Correspondences

Language

Englsih

Type

Text

Identifier

1942-07-08

Coverage

Fort Knox, Kentucky

Document Item Type Metadata

Original Format

Correspondences

Text

Fort Knox, Kentucky
July 8, 1942

Yve Darling
I just got your letter telling me how lonely you are, well I feel the same way about you. I love you so much it hurts. At night just before I go to bed I got a lot of time to think and I think of all I’m missing by being in the Army.

[Page 2]

To me I think its [sic] unfair for me to be separated from you while others people can be married. Darling when I get back we’ll make up for all the time we lost won’t we? I got the blues now. I don’t think we will have any son’s [sic] because if we have one and he don’t like the army any better than I do it won’t be a very good place for him. well so much for that. To-day [sic] they tried to teach me how to drive a truck.

[Page 3]

[T]hink of somebody trying to teach me how to drive. You know I can even drive with one hand. I tried it down here and he asked me where I learned to drive. He told me there was to [sic] ways to drive one was the right way and the other was the army way but he said its [sic] the first time he ever saw my way. [S]o I told him he never been up in Southbridge and he said, “Where the hell is that place”. I still like it any way [sic] and I wish I was there.

[Page 4]

Well my darling I got to come to a close now because I got to polish my G.I. shoes for to-morrow [sic] so when you think of me you can allway’s [sic] be sure I love you. I love you. I love you. Allways [sic] your’s [sic]

Howard

[The following is written in Postscript]

P.S. I love you

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Citation

Sarty, Howard L., 1919-1977, “Letter to Yvette from Howard, July 8, 1942,” Concordia Memory Project, accessed May 4, 2024, https://concordiamemoryproject.concordiacollegearchives.org/items/show/940.