Sept. 14, 1942
Never got a chance to write you yesterday, as I thought I would. Had an awful lot of work to do to be handed in this morning I wrote till my eyes practically popped out of my head.
You’ll never know how much I’ve missed you in the past two weeks. The past two nights, I’ve practically gone crazy thinking of you.
I had hoped for a letter from you today, but nothing happened along that line. I got a notice to call at message center for a registered letter or an insured package or something. Maybe that’s from you. Hope so. Will pick it up tomorrow.
I just got thru my study period, which ran over a little, and here it is time for lights out, so I gotta close. I love you, darling, please don’t ever forget that even though my letters are short. I’m always yours, body and soul.
Goodnight, darling. Please think of your husband often, and write soon.
Your loving husband,
Ed. Note—This letter has a bit of shorthand at the end of the letter. If you can read Gregg shorthand and you’d like to take a stab at what it says, please do type it out in the Comments!