09 November, 1943

438^th AAA AW BN

APO 4916

Nov. 9, 1943    1400

Darling Wilma –

I feel so far away from you in miles, but so very near to you, dear, in spirit. The fact that I haven’t been able to contact you has made me very lonesome and is going to be very different to get accustomed to, sweetheart; I think of you over and over again each minute of the day, and as if you weren’t desirable to me already, you become even more so now.

Upon arrival here I looked all over for a phone, and after walking what seemed like miles I finally was told there were no outside phones in the Camp. Well – how about getting off? No! – everyone is restricted until the outfit goes thru some processing – usually beginning about 3 days! I felt awful about not being able to contact you, darling, but I did find out today – a little while ago – that officers could mail their letters from now on. I have to be at a dispensary in a little while, but I’ll try to get a few more lines off, dear.

Naturally there’s a lot happening that I can’t write to you, darling. Please understand. Wasn’t it wonderful when I was able to call you whenever I wanted to? I guess we never appreciate things until we can’t have or do them.

However – it seems that we will get some 12 hour passes soon. For how long, I don’t know – but I will contact you the minute I leave the camp so that I can tell you how much I love and miss you, Sweetheart. It’s more fun saying it than writing it. (Well why didn’t I say it more often?) Don’t take the words out of my mouth, dear.

The weather was bad yesterday and today, but should clear up this evening. I don’t like the thought of the approaching new moon, darling, because I’m sure my lonesomeness will be intensified. I can see now that the war can’t last very long, dear – because I don’t like it this way at all. I know it already, after being out of the direct circumference of your sphere for only 2 days.

Dearest, I’m going to stop now. I hope this gets to you soon. Perhaps I’ll be able to contact you before this reaches you. Remember, darling, I’ll always be trying to keep in touch with you in one way or another. I hope you’re feeling better by now. And I hope you’re studying. So long for now, dear – and Sweetest memories are mine thanks to you.

All my love

Greg.

Regards to your folks.
       Love
            G.

08 November, 1943

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438^th AAA AW BN

APO 4916 % Postmaster N.Y.

En Route

Nov. 8, 1943    1310

Dearest Girl –

Right now our train has stopped, but it might start again any moment and if so – excuse the writing, dear.

I’m sorry, darling, that I had to awaken you last nite, but I just felt like talking with you and naturally I want to take advantage of every opportunity, while it presents itself. Your voice sounded as if you had a whale of a cold, dear, and I hope you take care of it and get it over with as soon as possible. I’m glad your folks were able to bring you back and save you the wear and tear of a train ride.

I was surprised, dear, to hear that your gift had arrived so soon, although I had heard from Shreve’s that it had been mailed out. I wish the timing had been better – but since I think you suspected strongly what you were going to get, it doesn’t really matter, dear. Anyway, I hope you like it and find use for it, after your cold is gone.

Yesterday p.m. about 1430, my folks arrived. I showed them around the camp awhile and then sent them home, my brother driving my car. There were tears, of course, but I did my best to bolster the family’s feelings and then it was over. I didn’t enjoy it, darling, no more than when we said ‘so-long’.

The evening – was a busy one, and even after I called you – there was no time for sleep. We ate at 0245 etc. etc. and were on our way on schedule. The route we took was as I suspected. We should arrive on time.

Sweetheart, it’s an awful feeling I had all day today (the train has just got going again) – every hour bringing me farther away from those I love. It just doesn’t seem possible but it’s so.

But with all my heart-ache I have an undercurrent feeling of contentment, dear, a satisfaction that is almost indescribable. I’m so happy in the realization of you, darling; in knowing that I love you and that you feel the same way about me. That feeling is going to be a comfort to me in the days and months to come and I’ll always feel grateful to you, dear, for allowing that common feeling to materialize.

I can’t write anymore now, darling. I hope you feel better soon and I’ll do my darn’dest to contact you as soon as I can. Meanwhile take care of yourself and remember my love will always be for you, dear.

Greg.

Regards to the girls
and your folks

Love

G.

07 November, 1943

No letter today, but these pictures of Greg.

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Greg visiting at Mount Holyoke College during early Fall of 1943.


Greg is seated at the typewriter, in September of 1942,
with his Medical Detachment, at Otis Field, Camp Edwards

04 November, 1943

438^th AAA AW BN

Camp Edwards, Mass

Nov. 4, 1943    0740

Dearest Girl –

Here I am back at the Dispensary, starting another day writing to you. You finish the day and I start it – and I guess that completes the cycle, dear.

I enjoyed your letter – or letters – very much yesterday, darling – and the drawings! Well I never knew you had that much ability. You ought to further it, dear. However – you don’t draw accurately; for example – I’m never that close to you, sweetheart, without my arms around you; secondly I haven’t that much hair, and third, dear – who did the plastic on my nose? But it was very sweet dear and expresses my sentiments too. You know, dear – that in reading about censorship – it states that soldier’s mail from overseas to this country – cannot have xxx’s anywhere on the letter. It seems that in the early days – messages were sent in one way or another using them. So darling – I’ll just write mine out.

Your psych. course sounds good. I used to like courses like that – where everyone gets a crack at saying something – even if it’s not important. Some of the meetings used to get very heated and one would think that the world was waiting for a decision. Concerning the subject matter you discussed, dear – that has been discussed a good deal before and always makes good material for an argument, as does any subject that uses a priori rather than a posteriori reasoning.

I like to read your remarks about our future life together. It helps reassure me that you’re thinking along the same lines that I do. The Lord knows I’m always thinking of the days to come after the war when we’re settled in Salem and bringing up a family and really living a normal life. Great Day! We’ll have happy times.

About the sweater, darling, you’re not really starting a sweater now, are you? You know you really have some time – or are you counting on your dad’s prognostic acumen? If so, I usually use a size 38.

About Friday, darling, – the thought of it makes me mentally ill – because it involves so many ‘good-byes’; I’ll have to just keep remembering that all this is just temporary, just an interval before we are allowed to be permanently happy. I know you feel the same say dear –, but I’ll have to try and make my folks feel the same way, too.

I think it would be nice if you came down to my house. I’ll get off as soon as I possibly can and head straight for Newton Center and you. Then we can proceed to my house and we can drive you home on our way back. Ok?

Darling I hope you get your paper written etc. I’ll call you tonite and until then – solong, dear and

All my love

Greg.

03 November, 1943

438^th AAA AW BN

Camp Edwards, Mass

Nov. 3, 1943    0750

Dearest Sweetheart –

I believe I told you on the phone last night, dear, that I enjoyed your letters, particularly the one you wrote Sunday night. I’ve just re-read it and darling it still is one of the nicest letters I’ve ever received. Certain it is that it’s the most sincere and straightforward, and you can believe me, dear. I feel the same way as you. I’ll always love you and as far as being strangers is concerned, by being separated – I don’t feel that that will happen at all. As a matter of fact, Sweetheart, it is my opinion that we can go on developing each other’s acquaintance right from where we leave off now. A person reveals so much of his or her personality in his writing; the exchange of ideas goes on; plans can be made for the future. What one must have is a good visual memory ability to call up pictures of the past. That is very important, I think – and I think we’ll both have that power. The one big thing that is always missed, of course, is the physical contact, darling – which I know we’ll both miss very very much. But we’ve got to look to the future for our satisfaction. There are so many many other couples in the same boat – and that helps a little. But never, dear – never feel that distance and separation will change my feelings towards you. I love you as deeply as I know how; it’s a love based on an attraction I had for you soon after I met you, dear – an attraction backed by your personality, sweetness, consideration, and of course returned affection. It’s not a superficial love. I know it will grow stronger and stronger, despite my being away from you – and when I return, darling, I shall want to marry you immediately. Now – when you ever feel blue and doubtful, dear – remember all that and remember that I mean it sincerely.

Well – the AA Surgeon had nothing in particular to offer. Today I’ve been reassured that the written order will be out – and it looks as if I’ll stay.

It’s a rainy blue day today – but I don’t feel that way. It’s always such a nice feeling to remember that I know a girl who loves me and is willing to marry me. It’s a great comfort, darling – and I’m thankful to the Lord for it.

As regards Friday – I feel also that no matter how short the time – I want to see you. I felt that way the minute I drove off from So. Hadley. As for your suggestion about coming to my house – that would be wonderful and even if your folks can’t make it – you can come down anyway and we’ll drive you home. Anyway I’ll contact you before then, dear, and we’ll see.

Darling I must stop now and do some work. I’ll call you tonite. Last nite I went to the movies again; saw ‘Lassie Come Home’ – a dog picture and rather good.

So long for now, dear – and remember always that I love you and always will.

All my love

Greg.

02 November, 1943

438^th AAA AW BN

Camp Edwards, Mass

Nov. 2, 1943, 1943    0730

Darling Wilma –

It was nice talking with you, dear; so nice to hear your voice and hear you laugh. It made me feel much better than I felt before I called you. And I was glad to hear that you were feeling better physically, too.

As I told you, darling, starting with the first of the morning I began to get things accomplished. I did not want to go out on the field just for the heck of it. They were going to leave at 1300. Anyway, I went over to the 438th and got them to start calling AAATC and finally they weedled out the information that my orders were being printed and would probably be ready Tues. , or Wednesday. Finally permission was granted me by verbal order, so called, to leave the 570th. I went back to the 570th Col. and said “Good-bye”. He was very nice about it.

So somewhere around noon time, dear, I was back with the old gang. And honestly, I didn’t realize how much I had missed them; like an old pair of slippers. It’s paradoxical that I should feel so glad about being back with an outfit that is so ‘hot’, but I can’t help it. And in that respect, Sweetheart, I think it’s wonderful and unselfish of you to be so happy for me. I know, darling, that you’d like to have me stay around longer, just as I’d like to; but your spirit and concern about my getting back to the 438th are admirable, dear, and although I haven’t said anything about it, I do appreciate it very much.

I think, though, that somehow or other we’ll both be happier for it in the end, because despite everything the 438th seems to get some decent breaks in the long run, – to wit our past travels, and now – our future. Everyone in the Army gets tossed around, true, – but it seems that we’ve always got what we’ve wanted and that’s a good omen. I told you, dear, about our advance party arrival and where they’ve allegedly arrived at. If it’s true – it’s just where I’ve wanted to go.

To date – there’ve been no new rumors and as it stands, we move out early a.m. of the day I told you about, dear. We’re restricted to the battalion area for the week-end and it will be spent chiefly in packing things, cleaning up the area, turning in excess of equipment, etc.

I still think I’ll bring my car back on Friday, dear and I think I’ll so write my folks.

Meanwhile – I’ve got several things to do to close out our accounts, records etc. – and I’ll be kind of busy for the next few days. I’ll call you tonite, dear – at 1900 if I can. I’m looking forward to hearing from you. Until tonite, dear, – so long and you have

All my love

Greg.

P.S. Darling – I believe my first APO no. will be 4916. Jot it down. You’ll be notified by card when I leave Edwards. Later I think we get another number.

Greg.

01 November, 1943

438^th AAA AW BN

Camp Edwards, Mass.

Nov. 1, 1943        0745

Dearest Sweetheart –

I’m going to try and dash off a few lines now, although sick call has already started.

The week-end, darling, was wonderful and one which I’ll always remember. What struck me particularly was the naturalness with which we passed the time. It seemed very normal to be with you, hour after hour, and that’s a very good sign.

I hated to leave you, dear, and if I seemed to hurry off, it was merely because I wanted to get the ‘good-byes’ over with – I thought we had trained ourselves to the idea – but the training didn’t seem to help me one bit.

When I got up to the center, I found Sgt. Kirby waiting. It was then 1950. Leo didn’t show up until 2025. I was kind of angry because had he been there at 2000, we would have got a good start. He had his girl with him and we were introduced, – but hurriedly. She seemed awfully sweet; I’m afraid I must have sounded curt. It was just the mood I was in dear, and the rotten feeling I had on leaving you. If you have a chance – you might mention it. I don’t see how she goes out with that Medwin guy. He’s even dopier than I thought he was coming up. He got into the rear seat and just sat and slept the whole way. Not once did he offer to drive. It’s just as well; I felt safer. We drove without a stop and got back here at 2350.

This morning I have several things to do after sick call. But I can’t or don’t want to get this past week-end out of my mind. It will be a pleasant memory for a long long time, darling.

I hope, dear, that you’re feeling better by now. I’ll try to call you tonite if I’m in Camp – Otherwise I’m afraid it will be next Wed. At any rate, Sweetheart, I love you whether I call you or not – and shall continue to love you always. So long for now, dear – and

All my love

Greg.