[V-Mail]
Dearest Honey,
Routine duties again today. The best thing to talk about is the weather. Just our type of Junior Prom days. Reminds me of a lot of things – our wedding, Wiggin’s picnic and all. The very best kind of weather, I think.
Received a V-mail from you today, so naturally I am very happy. Those are always the things that remind me how wonderful life is, and make me feel very contented. For I love you always, my very wonderful and understanding wife.
Yours,
Wallace
[V-Mail]
Dearest Honey,
I am taking all the opportunities I can to write to you, and I wish they came much more frequently. I am sure you understand that, and will continue to. I am fine and even comfortable at present. Loads of things are happening and I’ll be glad when I can tell you all about them. Now Lt. Olewine is back with us, for one thing, and Sgt. Folkman who had been my platoon sergeant recently, has been made a Lieutenant. Above all, Honey, I love you always and more than anyone in the world. Always be certain of that, dearest, even when I cannot write, for it is the truest thing I know.
I love you,
Wallace.
