Really Man and Wife

Ft. Riley
Sept. 9, 1942

Margie, darling:

Here it is 8:40, and time for a letter to my wife. Got one from her today, of which I am more than proud. It seems like I have been here for at least 6 months already. The days broken down into hours, pass very swiftly, but looking back on them, they seem to be hundreds of hours long. Guess it must be because we cram so much into one day around here. Haven’t even had time to go to the P.X. and try to buy some stamps with which to send you an air-mail letter, so I’m forced to send free mail.

As much as I’d like to be able to have you near me, I’m glad you’re not down here, because so far I have trouble finding time enough to write you, let alone see you if you were here. It hasn’t been terribly hot here, but warm enough to be fairly uncomfortable.

I can’t start to tell you about the school. Will write you Sunday about that.

I’m sorry you have been lonely. Was afraid you would be.

Sweetheart, you know that I feel that we are really man and wife. Although my church does not recognize the marriage, I feel deep in my heart that we are really married. In fact, like you, I have felt that way for a long time, even before we went thru the ceremony. After all, the ceremony is only a formality, merely expressing in words what we feel inside. In my heart, I have felt that we belong to each other for a long, long time. So, inasmuch as I have temporarily alienated myself from my church, the church does not recognize my marriage, but I do, darling, definitely, and I’m glad you feel the way you do about our being married before I came here.

Thank you for the snapshots. I’m very proud of them, and have enjoyed them very much. Have looked at them I don’t know how many times since noon, when I got them.

I must close this pretty soon, and take a bath. Boy, I really need one!

These letters I write you are, of necessity, very short. I promise to write you a long one Sunday.

Please convey my thanks to everyone for the wedding gifts and wires, etc. Say “Hello” to the Jensens for me.

Goodnight, darling. And let me repeat, I do feel that you are really my wife, and I am really your husband, even though I’m not able to be a very good husband for the time being.

Be good, darling, and try not to be too lonesome.

Your loving husband
Jim

P.S.—I love you.

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