Postmark Oct. 14, 1941

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Kings Creek, Ky.

Monday night

Dearest,

I feel a little bit guilty because I didn’t write you last night, but I missed you so much I couldn’t write. You ought to get this by the time I get a letter from you so I won’t be cheating you.

Before we were married I thought I missed you terribly when I was away from you. Now it’s a hundred times that bad. Maybe I can stay away from you five days at a time but it’s going to be hard. I’m pretty sure I won’t miss any weekends away from you. I was so lonesome yesterday I told Mother I wish I’d stayed till the evening before I came home. She said she never saw such a fellow and that I couldn’t stay away from you a minute. I wish I didn’t ever have to.

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things to write today but when I start writing I forget most of it. But I always remember that you’re the sweetest, dearest girl alive and that I love you more than I do all the rest in the world put together.

I’ve a favor to ask of you. I want you to help me quit smoking. It’s hurting me and I’m going to try to quit for good. I know you won’t like to do this but if you’ll get after me you can help me. I haven’t enough will power by myself. I’m going to try not to smoke a cigarette until Friday.

I’m coming after you Friday evening, and you have everything ready so you can stay until Monday morning. I made a resolution Sunday after I came home and missed you much that I wasn’t going to stay away from you a single minute that I didn’t have to. And I’m going to live up to it.

You’re going hunting with me Saturday so if you have some slacks and an old pair of shoes you better have them ready Friday to bring along.

Did you have a nice time at your grandmother’s birthday party? I suppose you were properly congratulated by all the relatives. For my part I think I’m the one who should get all the congratulations. I was luckier than you.

I’m not going to write any more but I’m going to bed to dream about my sweetheart and my wife. Here’s the kiss that I’d like to deliver.

I love you, honey

Earl

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