Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Letter # 80 September 6, 1943

Sept 6, 1943
Hello Sweetness;
Boy, is it raining. After fooling around for several days it has finally gotten started. We got drowned this noon coming back from school, didn't take our raincoats this morning. I haven't one at present anyhow. I turned mine in for salvage. See if I can get a good one before Fall rains set in. Don't mind being wet in warm weather but this winter will be a different story.
Right now we are laying around waiting to be called out. It's just pouring and if it keeps up they may not call us out at all. Might wait until tomorrow. Just swap afternoons. Sure looks like it was set for the afternoon. I'm just improving my time writing my old woman while I'm waiting. I love that old woman and I sure am missing her. First Labor Day for a long time we haven't been together. I'll never forget that time 4 yrs. ago up in Michigan. Sweet misery or something. That was about the first time I knew she could be passionate. Wow. Was she passionate, but not in the least satisfactory. I was rather warm myself. Took me a week to get over that. In spite of that I wouldn't mind doing it over again if I had to, to be with you. Hope I never have to though.
Glad you got the box of candy and it was still in shape to eat. I was rather doubtful about sending it but I thought I would try it anyhow. I told them at the P.X. to wrap it well but it didn't feel as though they had done a good job. I just happened to see the Yank and put it in. I have another here now that I will send sometime. I thought I was rather smart to remember our anniversary. I'd be rather dumb if I could forget it while I'm missing you so much. If I had you all the time I might forget, but not this way.
Maybe you don't realize it honey, but I think of you a hell of a lot and remember all the good times we've had together. I'm looking forward to the time when we'll be able to have them all over again. I don't like this business of being away from you anymore than you do. Even though I am always with a bunch of fellows I seem to feel rather lost and alone. Never was that way when I had you. Even if you weren't right with me I knew I would see you in a few hours at most. Now it's different. Won't be so bad this time though, only 36 more days. Boy am I counting the days and looking forward to that time. You sure made your mark on me honey. Just can't be satisfied without you anymore. If all this doesn't convince you I love you, you'll just have to wait until I can show you again. I sure don't know how else to tell you.
Thanks for the nice anniversary card Darling. I tried to find one to send you but they were all worded wrong. Meant for both to be together.
They finally blew the whistle to fall out about 3. It was still raining so instead of getting us all wet they piled us all in one barracks and had a gas lecture and this & that etc. Boy this is really a rugged outfit. We were dismissed already a 4. Done for the day. If they don't let up pretty soon I'll be a physical wreck. Just can't stand the pace they set up here. Too much sleep and rest and not enough work.
Don't worry about my money situation. It's swell. Have plenty of my own left yet and the $20.00 you gave me. Besides, Friday the Eagle shits again and I'll be rich. If I need any I'll call you, don't worry.
Too bad Louise is taking it so hard. I feel genuinely sorry for her. I know this army business is hard on women. I know I told you long ago, it looked to me like it was harder on the women than the men. I know one little woman that has taken a beating and been a swell soldier all the way. I love her too. Know who I mean?
I still can't figure who Jim Dunn is. Must be someone I knew very slightly if at all. Maybe just one of these birds that write to all soldiers.
After laying around all day yesterday Readinger and I decided we'd have to go out and do a little howling. We picked up another fellow, Sgt Metz, another 8th A.O. man and we sure went on a spree. Went down to the theater and saw "The Sky's the Limit" Fred Astaire. Just a fair show. Saw a couple nice girls while we were waiting to get in, but they belonged to some officers, so no luck there. Came back and were in bed at 9 so we really had a wild evening don't you think? May go again Thurs or Fri. "Salute to the Marines" is playing. Technicolor and supposed to be good.
Well honey I've written all I can think of for now. As Redinger says, "I've turned in my sugar report" so I'll quit and say Bye, Bye darling. I loves you.
Just noticed something I hadn't seen before on your letter. To be perfectly frank I'm not too wild about your new stationery but what the hell do I care about the paper. All I want is what you say on it.
Now I'll have to say goodbye all over again. Just like the days before we were married. Get as far as the door and then hate to go home.
Keep those shapely legs crossed. I love you honey. Night mummy.
your lover
Norm

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Letter # 79 Sept 5, 1943

Sept 5, 1943
Hello sweetness;
Here it is Sunday again and no wife to go see. [Damn it anyhow] so I've been spending my time catching up on my correspondence. Tib & Harry, Ed & Betty,
Gus & Vi. Too bad to waste such a nice cool day writing when it would be just swell for loving, but not having anything handy to love and for some reason I don't seem to want to hunt anything up so I guess writing is a good way to spend it. I can't understand my lack of interest in hunting up something. Guess some gal has so captured my interest I can't even get very interested in looking any more. Must be some gal several hundred miles away and can still compete with girls right here and win. I love you honey and don't regret a bit any hold you've got on me. In fact I'm sorry it isn't a physical hold. You may be a ball and chain, but an awful nice one and I wouldn't trade you for anything. Not even two younger models.
It's a nice cool day, raining but nice. It really rained enough so there is a little water standing around. Coolest day I've seen since last April. I'm actually fully dressed as I write this letter for the first time in a hell of a while. Usually I'm down to a pair of shorts or less.
Boy, talk about sleep, why I'm as bad as you, been in bed at 9 every night this past week including last night. Got 11 hours last night. Didn't get up until 8. Imagine that. Bought a paper, read my funnies, sat and talked and wrote some letters until mail call. I was waiting for yours before I wrote so when I got it I started to write this.
Just had dinner and am back on my bunk again. Even got so I can write laying down. Just going to be lazy as hell.
I haven't been laying down on the job honey. I've been writing every day and will as long as something doesn't interfere. If you don't get one every day it must be the mail service and you'll get two someday.
I wouldn't do that to you honey, as long as I have as much time as I have now.
Just think honey, a week ago you were just about to leave me and I wasn't liking it too well either, but I guess I lived. Haven't been as nice though. I miss you a hell of a lot honey. You're nice to have around. Even restful, much as it would seem the other way.
I'm sorry to hear Mick & Louise are taking it so hard. We know it's no fun but there's no use letting it get you down. I hated to see it happen to them but if we took it, I guess they can. I know they can't be any more in love than we are. You'll have to tell Louise what she told you. "Say, what the hell ten times and you'll feel better." It is going to be tough on her being so nearly alone. Glad you let them store their table & etc upstairs. If you haven't already done it, it would be a good trick to throw some newspaper or an old rag or something over the table.
I don't know quite what you mean by going off half cocked. The last I saw of you, you were pretty well cocked most of the time. You devil you.
It sure is swell of Jr. & Art to do all that work for us. We will have a hell of a lot of paying back to do. We'll get a chance sometime. You already have a chance to start paying Louise back. As long as you are both widows you can cry on each others shoulders.
By the time you get this letter you will probably have had your first taste of teaching again. Hope everything went O.K. You can and will do a good job I know. Just don't let the damn business worry you at all. Tell 'em to go to hell if they don't like the way you do it and forget about it.
Happy wedding anniversary anniversary darling. Three whole years and I still love you. Look how I messed up that first line. If that isn't love, name it.
Be good honey and keep those nice legs crossed. I'll be seeing you in 35 more days.
your lover
Norm.

Letter #78 September 4, 1943

Sept 4, 1943
Hello my darling sweetheart;
How's my honey today? Well and sweet as ever I hope.
Finished up another week of school this noon. That makes five already and only five more to go. In one way the weeks are going way too fast. I'll soon be on my way back to Polk. On the other hand they can't go too fast because when it's over I hope to come home to my wife for a while. Only 36 more days left and then - Oh Boy.
This has been a very interesting week and I believe the next one will be as interesting as this has been. Ernie and I had quite a race this week. Neck and neck with the very same score until today and then he finally beat me out by 2 points. He had 149 out of 155 and I had 147. So this week he is 1st and I'm second. He says he'll have to beat me a few times to make it look right. If we both go back to the old set up he is my crew chief and it wouldn't be so good to have a man with constantly better marks working under him. We just laugh about that angle. It wouldn't make any difference to either of us. We've also been laughing about another angle of the same situation. Ernie has begun to get quite a lot of grey hair, just all of a sudden since we came up here, and we've decided we'll make quite a pair of mechanics, hobbling out on our crutches, one grey haired and the other with a wig. We decided Ernie would have to do the work under the tank and me on top, because I'd loose my wig if I crawled under.
The boys are kidding Ernie that he is getting grey hair trying to keep his grades up to mine. I tell him it must be that girl. Advised him to hurry up and marry her because from my own experience it was a lot easier on a man after he was married than it was before. Hell of a lot nicer also.
We had a lot of fun while I was courting you honey, but I wouldn't want to go back to those days even if I could. I like being married to you too much. If I had known it was going to be so nice I wouldn't have waited as long or needed as much urging as I did. Remember how you used to say you didn't want to wait any more. You just wanted to get married. It takes a lot to get you started but after you do get started it's worth it. I still think I got the best little wife in the world and I love her a lot. She's sweet, nice to look at, good natured, thoughtful, nice and chubby with nice soft places and dangerous curves, nice legs, and I have to add a new adjective, since the past few weeks, passionate, and I think she loves me. Ain't I the lucky man. Maybe sometime I'll find another nice quality that you have kept hidden up to now, but I can't imagine what it would be. To be much better you'd have to be superhuman. I guess I love you honey and I'm missing you. Here it is Saturday and I can't go see my wife. You spoiled me honey but I liked it.
The Lieutenant in charge of this phase interviewed me again today about being an instructor. He happens to be one you can talk to so I asked a few questions. He said much the same as the others but added this much new information. There is nothing sure about ever being assigned to it but if instructors are ever needed, no matter if 6 mo or a year from now and my turn comes up I will probably have a chance at it. From what he says there is a waiting list, I don't know how big but when my turn comes up I will probably be requested if I am still in the army and on this side.
From the looks of the news in the papers maybe I won't even be in the army by the time my turn comes up. It won't make me mad. I'm like you. I think a wife is a very handy gadget and I like to have one around. They're the nicest things.
I'm not coming out very even on this paper. I intended to quit on the last page but I didn't get it done. I don't think I can fill this one but I'll keep on until I run down. I want to write Tib and thank her for the cigarettes. I got my clothes back today and they did a good job. The blouse fits swell. The trousers are a little loose in the ass but not too bad. I only had to have them taken up 2". Maybe if I lay around here long enough I'll grow up to fit my clothes again.
It hasn't been nearly so hot this week. It has been trying to rain most every day but hasn't as yet done much. It's not winter yet by quite a ways but 85 degrees was the top today, so it's getting down a lot closer to my kind of weather.
Well honey I'm plumb run down so I'll give up for this time. I love you ever and ever so much and I'm wishing you a very nice 3rd wedding anniversary. I'll be celebrating it with you in spirit even though I can't be there in the flesh. We just celebrated in the flesh a little early this year.
Three years ago I supposed our honeymoon would be the biggest thrill of our married life but the anniversaries have got that beat a long way and that's going some. Here's to more and better anniversaries. Bye, Bye, sweetheart. I love you.
Your hubby.
Norm.

Letter #77 September 3, 1943

Sept 3, 1943
Hi darling wife;
Got two more letters from my chubby girlfriend this evening. Tues & Wed night ones. I also got the Aug 24 Gazette via Camp Polk. Kind of funny they have been carrying my change of address in the paper and still send it to Polk. They just don't know from nothing. I don't think it hardly worthwhile to have them change it now. I see they also have Fred Hazen's and Pete Kreiger's address.
Well today was Mickey's big day. By this time I suppose he is getting his introduction to Fort Hayes. He has my sympathy because I'm afraid he won't like it too well. It'll be a lot like the description in "Private Hargrove". Hope Louise takes it O.K. It has to be, so she might as well be like you, put on a brave front when you really are soft as hell inside. [Outside also. Very nice and soft.]
Sounds like Mick and Louise are having as much trouble trying to have some time to themselves as we did when I was leaving.
That part about Gus & Vi coming down if they can sounds good. I'd like to see them again, but the best part of it is that WE business. Sounds like my nice chubby wife is going to come along. I'd like to see her again also. I love her a lot you know. As you say we won't plan on it very much because it would be rather hard for all of you to get time enough to make the trip and after all it is only 37 more days and maybe I can come and see you all.
I'm sorry to hear about the teaching business but don't let it worry you. You can do it all right and don't even think of the fat old bitch. Just do a good job and tell her to go to hell. You can afford to be independant. Even if she don't like it she won't say anything.
That part about you being home all the time I am sounds good. Boy oh Boy. Won't that be fun. The longest vacation we've ever had together. Under these conditions I'm glad to say that I think I'll have to raise my previous estimate of at least 30 and raise it to----well I won't say just how many but if we both feel like we did, this time it would be quite high. Wow! I almost can't write just from thinking about it. I'll love you in the morning, I'll love you at noon and I'll love you at night and maybe a few in between times. I'll love you all the time even if I wear out and can't show you I can tell you.
I don't know how you rate honey but you sure have some swell friends. Even Art & Jr. taking time out to help you cut the lawn. They must think almost as much of you as I do. Glad I beat them to you. You're nice, sweet too.
School is going along smoothly and continuing to be very interesting. I was talking to my favorite instructor today. He was a former mathmatics teacher. Seems like I find all the teachers. His home is in Louisville and he has been here all the time, over a year. Didn't even have much basic, just fell into that job. He says the only way he can tell he is in the army is the uniforms and the pay. He has a C card and drives back and forth every day. Some guys are lucky.
Had inspection this afternoon and a few minutes of close order drill and were done at 3:30. Guess I got a racket up here also. Getting a lot of sleep and rest so I'll be ready for you.
Maybe you think it was a relief not to buck the bus line and dutifully go to see my wife, well it wasn't. I'd do a lot more than that to see you and beside I don't consider it a duty. It's the nicest pleasure I ever had. So there too.
Bye honey. I'm thinking of you and loving you and remembering.
your loving soldier
Norm.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Letter #76 September 2, 1943

Sept, 1943
Hello my amazing wife;
Just got your first two letters this noon and from the sound of them I believe you still like me a little. I don't know why but I'm too well satisfied to have it that way that I'm not going to spend much time wondering. Maybe it's just because I love you so much you can't help but like me a little in return. I do love you an awful lot you know.
If Louise thinks you're hard tell her to just ask me. You're just an old softie. In fact you're the nicest, softest thing I ever laid up against. Nothing hard about you, in that respect at least. Nice soft fluffy bubbles, big soft belly and just lots of the nicest things and places. I guess I have explored most of them several times, but I never seem to get tired of starting all over again. I don't know just what you got honey but whatever it is it's all I could want.
You aren't the only one that could have done some bawling. I could very easily have shed a few tears myself. I was just kind of lost as I watched you drive off down the street. I'm still lost.
Can't go to town to see my darling wife so I'll spend some of the time writing to her and catching up on a few of the letters I owe. I've also gone back to haunting the mail line for letters from my sweetheart. I loves yuh honey.
That was a very nice newsy letter you wrote. Sounds like you might be still being kidded about coming to see me. From what Melvin said you couldn't have looked too much the worse for wear. Guess you must be able to take it honey, because there was quit a bit of wear to stand. Rest up good honey because I'm going to want to do it all over again in about 38 more days. I'm also still in a fog and haven't quite come down to earth yet. Maybe thinking I'm going to come home to see you so soon will keep me in that condition until I do get there. Hope so. It's fun.
So John is going to come back to the store. Guess he found out he didn't have it so bad after all. Maybe he'll be satisfied again for a while. I can't imagine him coming back under the conditions Harold laid down. It must kinda hurt his ego to be under Phyl. Glad for Harold's sake he did come back. Even if he doesn't do too much it'll make it possible for Harold to ease up a bit and at least take time to eat dinner. All Harold meant by what he said was that in any question of privileges [I don't know how to spell it] like days off, vacation, raises in pay, or if times get bad and someone is to be left out, John will be on the tail end and have last choice. It's no more than fair it should be that way but I bet it's hard for John to take. Wonder if he still wants Sat eve off. Wonder what happened to all his defence jobs.
That all sounds a little "catty" but it made me so mad when he left Harold at a time like that. I just can't help but gloat a little that he had to eat humble pie.
It sure sounds like you fell right back in the old groove and also like I am not the only one who misses you. I must have a very popular wife. Maybe I ought to be jealous, but I'm not. I just love you a hell of a lot.
We just got the results of our first three tests this week and the old man is still doing fairly well. Out of a possible 59 points in the three tests, Ernie and I each made 58. The next high was 55. I'm just good. Ernie says he just has to beat me this week and he really is trying. We had a "coke" bet on these tests but came out even so we just bought each other one.
Well honey I'm going to say bye now and answer Steve's letter.
Bye sweetheart, I love you so much I can't believe it myself.
your loving hubby.
Norm.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Letter # 75 September 1, 1943

Sept 1, 1943
Hello Tootsie Wuggles;
Here it is the first of Sept again honey and another day has gone past. It won't be long and maybe I'll be seeing and living with you again. This time I'll be able to sleep with you every night. Oh.Boy! Here we go again. I just can't seem to forget it honey. Those three weeks will always stay in my memory as one of the best times in my life. I love you honey.
I got your Monday eve card this noon. Glad you had an uneventful trip home and it seems like you made fair time. I'll let you like all the soldiers and truck drivers and etc. as long as you don't forget one certain tall, bald, skinny, soldier who loves you a lot.
School is going along smoothly and is very interesting this week. It's also a lot harder. Some of the boys are having quite a lot of trouble with it. So far I'm getting along O.K. I guess. I'll know more about it after the final tests on Saturday.
Today we had the first really good road march we've had here at Fort Knox. About 8 miles in a little less than two hours. Not fast or hard in comparison to basic but good exercise. We went out over the basic training area where Ernie and Redinger took their basic. Redinger's first name is Gustav but he says he is German. Someone has a good imagination. All the way along the road they had old wrecked jeeps, trucks, and tanks scattered here and there, with straw dummy crew laying around as though they had been killed in battle. Helmets painted with the German Swastika or the Jap rising sun and liberally spattered with red paint. Every so far there would be a big sign reading, "War is a killing game" or "Kill or be killed" or others along the same line. Even had dummies strung up in trees as though they had been hanged. Just another way of creating the proper psychological effect in the boy's minds. A new angle to me.
We passed several groups of fellows in basic training and I couldn't help but think how much nicer it would have been to take my basic up here. They have their classes outside under groves of trees where they have constant shade and instead of sitting around on the ground they have regular rows of seats built like bleachers. They wear no leggings and I didn't see a gas mask. We also went past the firing ranges. They were very much the same as the ones at Polk. We also passed a couple platoons of men playing at war. They were advancing against each other, fully armed, but shooting blanks. Looked like fun. I was tempted to break ranks and join them.
From what I can see of this place it sure would be a swell place for Mickey to take his basic. I hope he gets some decent place anyhow.
It hasn't been quite so hot the last few days. Hottest was today 91 and there was a nice breeze so it felt good. It is just starting to rain but doesn't look like it will do much.
Well honey I guess I'm about run down so I'll quit until next time.
I think you're the nicest, sweetest wife a man could ever have and I love you more and more all the time. Bye honey, here's one of those long distance squeezes. Night sweetheart.
Your hubby.
Norm.

Letter # 74 August 31, 1943

Aug. 31, 1943
Hello Honey;
Well another day gone by and only 5 weeks and 4 days left now. I'm still keeping track. I love you honey and am already beginning to miss you again. I was just thinking this evening while waiting in the chow line, it was the first time I had eaten supper in camp on Tues. since I've been here. Seems like I had a woman in town I was always going to see on my days off. She must have had something to make me go to all that trouble. I walked over to the main P.X., by the bus station this afternoon and it seemed a hell of a lot farther than it did when I was on my way to see that woman. I couldn't help but admit to myself that I would walk a hell of a lot farther if it was necessary. She really has what it takes to make me keep coming back for more. I love her a lot.
I also remembered that it is very close to three years ago that she married me so I bought her a little present and sent it along. Hope you get it in good shape. It'll arrive a bit ahead of time but I guess that won't make much difference. I love you honey.
I got a letter from Hazel & Mom and one from Steve today. Steve had seen my address in the Gazette and decided to write. I'll enclose it with this. It's the best letter I've seen him write. I also got a card from a Jim Dunn in Sharon. I'll also enclose it. Tell me who the hell it is if you know. I can't figure for the life of me who it could be. As the boys say, "It beats the shit out of me". Apparently he also saw my address in the Gazette because he cut it out and pasted it on the card. Must be someone that don't know from nothing.
I took my O.D.'s over to have them altered and was rather surprised. They are altering the two trousers and the blouse and cleaning and pressing the lot for
$3.00. Not bad if they do a decent job. Said they would be ready by Saturday.
I got back to the barracks about 4 and guess what? I stretched out and went to sleep until chow. Imagine that. This army life up here will really spoil me. I'll be too lazy to move if I stay here very long. See, I'm already starting to rest up for the time when I come to see you. So watch out. I'll probably be fat and sassy and full of piss and vinegar and have a few ideas in my head. They'll probably be in my head if no where else anyhow. Betcha I can do as good, if not better than, this time. If you don't believe it just wait and see. I'll show you. Of course I'm depending on the same kind of cooperation from you. So maybe you better have your friends start working on you a couple weeks ahead again. It sure produced results this time. I still can hardly believe how much you changed in that respect. I know damn well it wasn't a dream because it was too satisfying. I loved it honey. You're a peach. I still say I had my lucky break when I got you. I'm loving you and daydreaming of that day. Night honey.
your loving husband.
Norm.