1 CBRD, Cdn Army, CMF
April 5, 1944
Almost like home to-night in that I have a real electric light to write by. Up till to-night it’s either candle or lamp light. The last couple of evenings have been warm compared to what we have been putting up with & with a soft mellow moon, just like day. I presume that you still have cold frosty weather with a bit of snow but by the time this arrives I expect it will be much warmer. I know it will be here, because even now the boys are lying out on the roof at noon, stripped to the waist.
I’m afraid as far as news is concerned you’ll have to rely on the papers at the moment, for I don’t move any farther than the Mess, Orderly Room or Bed. Definitely have to clear this skin disease somehow, and so its apply the purple(?) & ly around & read most of the day: censor letters in the morning, a court of enquiry this afternoon, score keeper for a ball game tonight. Audit Board to-morrow, which will likely take three days, but it doesn’t mean any moving around.
No mail in the last week, but I can always look bright after each disappointment & raise hope for one in the next mail. My Gosh sweet, how your letters do cheer me even of they are mostly taken up with Barbara, but then why wouldn’t they be. Isn’t that all you have to live for at the present, that & the thoughts of when I’ll be back to you? I wish you could read some of the letters some of the boys write, it would almost make your hair curl & yet it certainly is an eye opener. Boy’s you’ll never suspect, never fail to write a letter now & then to their mothers, so they usually go to great pains to make them nice.
Tell me sweetheart, do my letters ever bore you. I’m afraid I never try to make my letters nice to you, for the simple reason that whatever I say just comes out naturally as if you were beside me & that certainly would be heaven in itself. Will I be told to sleep in the spare bedroom when I get back until you get used to having me around again, or will my Adorable wife be willing to take me in the moment I arrive & hold me close, in those soft arms of hers, the way I dream & hope for. Wherever I be, one bliss I know; your arms about me & your kiss. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
April 10 1944
My Adorable Darling:
Easter, but you’d never know it down here. Shops & stores, what are left of them, are all shut up today. The Army work never stops, it just gets harder. Tomorrow, yours truly turns into a bond salesman & the old high pressure goes on. You used to tell me I strung an awful line about the war, therefore I should be super on this. The last bond sale 6 months ago the boys in Italy set the pace for both soldiers in England & civilians in Canada & we aim to do just that again. It’s really amazing how much interest the boys really take when its put to them right & explained in a sensible manner so here’s to a banner start tomorrow.
Imagine my surprise & delight when Charlie arrived in camp from England last night. We really had a gala time to say nothing of a good chat. Comes into our company & tonight we plan to take a walk into town & go to a show. I believe it’s called “Dangerous Blonde”. Think it’s safe for me to go or might it put too many ideas in my head.
Darling sweetheart, I forgot to tell you & thank you for the third parcel I received from you Saturday. Pyjamas I just didn’t have & maybe I didn’t tumble into them in a hurry. Maybe you don’t think it made me feel real home sick. Still, there are times when I’ve found that pyjamas aren’t really necessary even back in Canada? I had to put up a fight to hold onto even one of the ties. The other three boys cut the cards for the other one, I just having no say in the matter. They’re really not as bad as they sound but a new tie was priceless down here & everything is kind of share & share alike. Thanks again, sweetheart.
Darling! I haven’t seen a letter from you for such a long time & even though I know a great deal has been lost in the last little while its awful hard on on the morale.
Bang. The old heart did a skip as I neared the letter box & saw a letter poking its edge out of the box. Yes, sweet, it was from you & dated March 24. That certainly is the quickest I’ve received one from you while in this theatre. I’m so glad some of my letters are getting through to you because I am writing faithfully to you at least twice a week. Are you? And possibly more often? Sweetheart! I do love you so much & your letters mean so much to me, & it makes me want to get home all the quicker when you tell me of the innocent fun at the rink.
All jokes aside sweet, I am so glad that you are happy & I only hope that I can fill adequately that vacant spot in your heart, real soon.
1 BN, 1CBRD, Cdn Army, CME
23 April, 1944
My darling beloved wife:
Time is traveling very fast, especially as your letters are reaching me in much quicker time, but it will never travel that fast, Love, until I am once more close enough to you to hold tight in my arms. When that time does come, my sweet, it will be to stay within reach of you forever. Cheer up, my darling, I hold all those beautiful tears of yours in check until you get that solid shoulder of mine to let go on. When that time does come, there shall be more than tears to shed, sweet, for you and I have a small charge to take care of in this world, to train & to build a home & background for. At the moment you have a very heavy burden upon your young shoulders, my beautiful darling, for after all, you are not much more than a child yourself, so the sooner that I get back & rest the major portion of that burden from them the better.
Your hubby, at the moment covered in hives, is at least clean. Went into town this afternoon & had a nice hot bath & a change into clean clothes. Afterwards, I had a nice lunch of bacon & eggs + fried potatoes, tea & cake. That, I know, you’ll agree is very good for them. Tomorrow, I go out on a weeks scheme, company arrangements, so I shall soon know in just what condition I am really in after being in hospital & con camp for over three months.
I’m very glad that you made use of the money I sent for flowers for the lot. By the way sweet, how many bonds have you bought & how much money have you managed to save. A lot, I hope, as we’re going to need it & you’re the one I’m counting on. Enclosed, find a receipt for another $100 darling. Rest assured, beloved one, that my thoughts & prayers are always for you & Barbara. Be good, be patient, be brave. It can’t be too long, sweetheart.
1 BN, 1CBRD, Cdn Army, CMF
April 26, 1944
Tonight finds your hubby very tired & ready to hit the hay just as soon as I can persuade Major Rogers that it would be a good idea that he left & turned in also. Darn their souls, I get about 2 words down & he & Smith come out with some crazy remark & I have to concentrate all over again. That really, sweet, is no hardship as far as you’re concerned, but when a person is very tired, its hard to write to anybody. Just before I came off the bond drive they made me acting secretary of the officers mess & immediately afterwards, they advise me that they plan to have a dance Friday night.
That was Monday & they formed a committee to look after it. No body on it has any force or get up and go, so yours truly stayed off a scheme to get it lined up. The treasurer then up & leaves the next…(ntr: rest is missing).
1 BN, 1CBRD, Cdn Army, CMF
29 April, 1944
Tonight I saw a stage show called “Canadian Torage(?) Eaps(?)”, put on & sponsored by the service. It really was an excellent show, 2 hours & never a dull moment. Let me tell you, the boys down here haven’t forgotten how to appreciate a really good show, & it really was a morale raiser. Major Rogers, one of my old school chums, leaves again for the unit tomorrow, after having spent only a week with us, but we’ve all had one heck of a week while he was here. I told you about my being acting secretary until the end of the month & of having to raise Women for a dance. Well, I did succeed in raising a good crowd & the party was a complete success from start to finish, even the C.O. admitting that it was Bona, Bona. Tomorrow I’m leaving in the morning to visit two or three hospitals by jeep, where a number of our men are patients. Even though I may not know them, it is something for them to realize that the Regiment is still in touch with them.
Incidentally, I had exactly two dances. I found that you can’t look after a dance & at the same time go to it. Remember the dances we used to have at turners & better still, do you remember the first one at Borden, to say nothing of succeeding ones. I’m afraid at that time you never realized just what you were letting yourself in for. When you made that decision that it was I who you were going to go with, even if only once a week, I don’t believe you expected things to turn out exactly as they did. That I didn’t marry you sooner should be our only regret. So hang tight to dreams for the future, for it won’t be too long before we make them come true. Till then, my love & thoughts are always with you & Barbara,