We Really Worked

ED. NOTE: This letter, while tidier than the letter written the other day on a moving train, is not up to Jim’s usual standard of penmanship, and the lines have a distinct upward slope that is not typical of his writing. My guess is that he truly is, as he says (twice!), working really hard. Why is he always so vague about the details? I suspect that A. he thinks Margie will find them boring and/or B. he’s being extraordinarily careful about how much he writes down. Loose lips sink ships, haven’t you heard?

Ft. Riley, Kans.
Sept. 5, 1942


Here it is late again. Nearly time for lights out, but I must write my darling wife.

Today we really worked. Got up early and worked all day washing windows, scrubbing, etc. Boy, we really worked. I thought of you all day, and wishing I could hold you and kiss you and tell you how much I love you and how humbly glad I am that you have become my wife. I’ve told you that I’m proud to be your husband, and each time I think of you I become even more proud. To be married to the sweetest person in the world, who wouldn’t be proud? As soon as I can possibly get to it, I have to go get the rest of my records straightened out.

Everyone here says the course is a cinch to pass. All one has to do is pay attention and behave himself, and I can certainly do both.

It’s been cool here, in fact, cool and rainy, ever since we landed. Guess we must have brought our own weather from the coast.

In another few hours, we will have been married for a week. Imagine that, married one week, and it already seems that we have been apart for months. Darling, if only I could press you close to me again, feel your heart beating against me, touch your lips with mine. Just the thoughts of it makes me almost sorry I came here. But darling, I’m going to make good for you, so we can be together again. I love you with all my heart, and thus it always will be. Please be sure that I’d much rather be with you than away from you. But it was I had thought, we wouldn’t be able to see each other much here. Nov evenings out during the week, and we’re not even sure of week-ends. They really require all a man’s time, and no fooling.

I must close now, darling, as it’s nearly time for lights out. 9:30 is the time here. 5:30 AM until 9:30 PM is quite a long day.

Good night, darling wife. I love you constantly, and increasingly every day.

Your loving husband,

P.S—I love you, darling, so terribly it both frightens and exalts me at the same time. Good night, with a million kisses.
Your Jim

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