1 CBRD, Cdn Army, CMF

April 5, 1944

Hello Sweetheart:

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.

Love Forever,


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

My Adorable:

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

My beloved,

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,


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March 6, 1944

1 CBRD, Cdn Army, WNSR, CMF

My Darling:

IT actually looks as if it might clear up a bit today & Lord only knows we could stand it. Went to two shows yesterday, one, “Boom Town” with Spencer Tracy & Clark Gable & the other was light opera. Put on by “the San Carlo Opera Company” it consisted of 6o musicians playing parts by Verdi, Shubert, Wagner & Mendelsson. There were two singers, Egidio Genise(?) (Tenor) singing “The girl from the West”(?) & Amalia Remi (Soprano) sang “Barber of Seville”. She at least took the boys fancy & thy refused to let the show go on until she had sung the piece over again much to the conductor’s disgust as he is supposed to be the best in Italy (Franco Patane) while the Soprano, although good, was just part of the show.

Next Sunday they are playing Madame Butterfly, so that if I’m still here I shall certainly go & see it as I understand it is very good. One of the boys just challenged me to a game of cribbage, so here goes. Best to practice up Sweet because I am not bad at all at it. You do know how to play the game, don’t you?

How is that little girl of ours Darling, does she behave herself or not?

I have to take her in hand the same as my wife when I get back. Hold me close in your dreams My Love, for we’re not so far apart.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx my love, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


Note To Reader: postcard, mother with praying daughter while background shows green tinted imaginary battle with tanks, artillery, planes and ships.

March 8, 1944

My Glorious Darling:

Today I received 4 letters no less from my lovely wife & I’ve been walking around on air ever since. I went to town today to a show & dinner at club so it’s late now. To-morrow morning I’ll write you a sweet & loving letter even if letters can’t possibly tell you the things that I’d like to be able to do to you if you were held close in my arms. God Bless You Both & grant that before too long we will be together forever.

All My Love & Kisses,


About March 15.


Cdn Army, CMF

My Adorable Sweetheart:

I have at last gotten my glasses back (broke them a week Saturday & have been all over the country trying to get them fixed) & I sure have to make up for it now. Received 44 letters in one batch dating all the way from July 3, 1943 to Feb 8, 1944. Fifteen letters from you, sweet, & boy how my morale has risen.

First Sweetheart! Did you ever receive my parcel from England. Mailed it Oct 25th. Or the basket mailed from North Africa? Another parcel should also reach you about same time as this letter. A real story & experience I have to tell you when I get back & I can assure you, that after it, I shall never again murmur when the soft white snow flakes light upon my shoulders.

Darling, write at any moment or any place when you have the time, no matter what, for your words on paper are like soft music in my ears & your love reassured to me over & over again is all I ask for, making life just that much more bearable.

Breaking my glasses Saturday as I was coming back to camp, I left Monday morning for kit stores to get my extra pair only to find that my big pack, in which they were contained, was missing, hence I was out of luck. Next day I drove 70 miles to 15th(?) General Hospital thinking I would get a new pair made in a few hours. Imagine my disappointment at discovering that the glass repair unit had moved the week before. That meant a wait of 2 weeks, but I had my eyes tested & was told to return Thursday for a further test. Returning, I took my glasses, the broken ones, to an Italian in town who said he’d have them Saturday for me. Left that afternoon (Wed) for Hospital & stayed over night, being re-tested & arriving back that evening.

Incidentally, Tuesday I saw the Opera Madame Butterfly, played by the San Carlo Opera House players. This company is world famous & although it was much of a blur, I enjoyed it immensely. Saturday arrived, but I found that, although he had gotten the glass, he hadn’t put it in. Hence I went back Monday & it still had to be ground. Thank heaven I got them at last for I feel rotten without them.

Would you like me to bring you home an Orange & Lemon tree? Wish I could, they look so beautiful & the oranges are really luscious.

Mailing your wedding anniversary present to-day. I do so hope you receive it ok & that you like it.

Leaving to-morrow for 1 CBRD & expect to be there for a couple of months. Oh, to be able to take you & Barbara in my arms at this moment & hold you both so tight. A soft kiss to both & may you both be bright & happy.

Love forever,


March 25, 1944

1 CBRD, WNSR, Cdn Army, CMF

My darling:

Is it so long ago that you can possibly forget what joy it was when I could hold you thus & look into your starry eyes & know that the love that shone there was created by your love for me & me alone. I am very busy on court-martials right now, with over 4 hrs copying to do tonight, so you’ll have to wait until to-morrow for a letter. However, my love is with you, my thoughts are for you & my very soul belongs to you. A big kiss for you both, & may your days be bright & happy until I am there to make you happier still. God bless you,


March 31, 1944

1 CBRD, Cdn Army, CMF

My Darling:

How lovely are the thoughts & dreams of days when you & I were wandering through a life of sweet love & bliss. Someday soon we shall meet again, my adorable darling, we three together & until then you stand as a beautiful flower with fragrance sweet, only waiting for the right person to come along & pluck you.

After being Orderly Officer last night, I arrived late for breakfast, washed & shaved, moved my bed & kit into the room with Lt. Jones, Capt Moore & Stan Smith. Ray has moved to another camp close by.

April 1

It’s late now & all my good intentions about writing letters today were washed away, when, after doing usual duties all morning, while seated at dinner, Major John Cameron, another Major & Capt Viedman arrived in from the end of a 7 day leave, on the way back to the unit. They aren’t leaving until early to-morrow morning, or I should say this morning, so with them here as guests & Capt Smith& I the only ones to entertain them, you can well imagine how much time I’d have to myself to write letters. Of course, we did nothing but ply them with questions as to what was going on in the unit & what they thought the unit might be doing in the near future. It really was good to be able to talk over old times of when we were in England. I wonder if you ever heard of a boy from Summerside called Charlie Deighn? Used to play a lot of Junior hockey. He just left yesterday for fairer fields afar. I tried to find out if Loydd MacPherson was up there, but I couldn’t be sure of it. What a really funny world it is when you come to think of all the old friends meeting thousands of miles away from their home land.

Did I tell you I was under treatment again? Excused from all parades & my job will be chief censor & a few administrative duties for two or three weeks. Treatment is around my rear portions, & as little movement about as possible. Anybody that has a skin infection after this I shall always feel for them because I know it can be hell. Still, after all, it can be repaired, which is something.

So Barbara kisses my picture every night. Poor tot, I wonder of she will recognize me the first time she actually sees me in the flesh. I must be quite a myth to her. Well, my beloved, keep young & beautiful & above all have faith, xxxxxxxx

Love Forever, Arnold

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Senders Address: Lt. AD Taylor, WNSR, Cdn Army, CMF, Hospital

Jan 26. 1944

My Sweetheart:

Another day dawning, cold & clear & just a month since I left the Regiment, but it will be a month before I get back (Expect to leave here inside of 10 days). Feeling great, but it will be a few days yet before I will be moving around freely. Until I am I shall continue to play bridge all day & good bridge it is. I hope, my darling, by the time I get back you’ll know the cards backwards. When I look around here, it makes me wonder at times just what the people back in Canada are doing & their thoughts. You & Barbara, sweet, are so much in front of me. God Bless & keep you both safe,

Love Forever,


March 1 1944

Address: CBRD, Cdn Army,


My Sweetheart:

Lonesome, very lonesome, but with that beautiful thought always of my two beloved darlings across the seas, ever there to cheer me up & make me realize that life really is worthwhile after all. It’s all so like a dream, a fairy story of you wish, where the gallant prince rides away to far lands to fight for his loved ones, & then to return again to the beautiful princess he left behind. All story books end with “and they lived happily ever after,” & that’s just the way our story is going to end. To-day, you are surrounded by high banks of snow, white & glistening like sparkling diamonds & I stand upon the shore’s of sands & shores of a distant land, foreign in language, looks & action. You have about you friends everywhere only to glad to welcome you in at any time; while I stand amongst the few friends I bring with me, an antihostile people, badly misunderstood & who speak not of our tongue.

About you are clean & neat wooden buildings, the inhabitants themselves being clean in their everyday habits, while here are ghastly pink & gray homes of stone & brick, dirty beyond description inside as the inhabitants themselves seem to care little how they dress or look themselves. It is all so simple & so understanding.

It was a country built for the State & Nobility alone. Everybody is under full sway of the Church & so everything is for the church. People work hard, but own nothing. Beautiful buildings costing millions of dollars & yet the major portion of the people go about in rags & just exist. High walls surrounding a beautiful home & gardens & against its very walls are built houses where perhaps 4&5 sleep in one room on a mattress on a cement floor. Dust & filth everywhere. Do you wonder at typhus & other common diseases prevalent in this country. I wanta go home.

Enclosed find $10.oo. If not in time for Easter get flowers anyway for yourself & both mothers. Also: I am sending you a wee cameo. Have it made into a tie pin for dad, please. (picture of a tie pin with cameo atop. It’s a carving made from a shell or small stone.)

And so Sweetheart, its another day passing & may the moments pass very quickly for both, to the days when once again I will be holding you close in my arms & whispering those things I so want you to know of.

Most Desirable & Everlasting Love,


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