1944 december 15

Dec 15, 1944

Friday 2100

Darling Katherine -

Just a quick word to let you know that I still love you and continually feel the need of you with each passing hour. With you, I pray that we may be again brot together sooner than we dare hope. Every new word of the war seems to convince me that it can’t last too much longer.

Got a V-mail Xmas card from Larry today. You will probably have one by this time also. He should be seeing a few history events these days. It is from Saipan, where he is, that the B-29’s are bombing Japan so frequently these days. Somehow I envy his experience. Perhaps it is because of the idleness of my hands these past 8 months has given me anxiety to be busy and do something tangible. I surely feel the need to get my hands on some busy-ness and remove the atrophie which seems to be setting in. When I get a chance in lab to go to work on some apparatus, I practically clap my hands in glee at the opportunity to use them. The only trouble there is that we have to work in pairs & I have to restrain my impulsive desires. It will be a great day when I can get thru with this confounded schooling & can full-heartedly take hold of some tools & go to work. But don’t forget it would please me a thousand fold more if I could come home to you and fix your washer & your radio and your yard-scape and especially your h e a r t. Would you give me access to it, that I might preform the reconditioning check which is so necessary to maintain its smooth operation and insure its full quota of life? I assure you that even tho my graduating diploma specifies my qualification in the maintenance of airborne electronics, there are inspecified things I have learned in this school of hard knocks - and things, pertaining to which, I feel just as well qualified. So, make note of the symptoms which may occur between now & then & I will add them to the symptoms I already possess, approach your heart with my newly found skill , and upon the deftness of my knowing hands - lo, all will be well. Would you trust me with such a delicacy? Would you have faith in my manipulations?

Believe it or not, I got a letter from Morris today. He is in England, he says, keeping his eyes on the boys who haven’t as yet gone over and is quite bored with the job.

Believe it or not, I answered Harley’s letter today, after 2 months.

Got a letter yesterday from Clyde. Can’t get over his expressions of disgusts at the thots & actions of his associates pertaining to wine & women. He says he is surely glad he is a Mormon & has the ideals he has. That sort of makes me proud of him.

Nite nite! My darling, & pass around (?--->) passell o’ kisses for me. I love you, I love you, I love you,
Rex