November 1st, 1945

Hi Darling;

Well here it is Thursday afternoon and what a beautiful day it is here, you would think that it was the middle of September. I am off today as I worked last night and I do not know what to do with myself. I think I will go to a show tonight and see “Conflict”.
I received a letter from you and Mom the day before yesterday and was glad to hear that everything was OK. By the way I saw Gordon Peters yesterday, gosh he has certainly changed, he looks at least 35! He is going home next week or so.
Well I have done very little since I last wrote you on Saturday. I went to the show Sunday, did not do anything and worked on Monday night. I went to a show on Tuesday and last night I worked so you can see I lead a very uneventful life. I am not going to say anything about how much I want to go home as you know how much I do anyways. Every day is just dragging by and I do not know what to do with myself.
I am glad to hear that Toots is well and darling I am glad that you are happy with our baby. Love is wonderful isn’t it and I just hope that we will have 3 or 4 more once I get home. Gosh, but they have some lovely music on the radio from the service station here. From 11 o’clock until 1 they play solid recording and it is just great.
So jobs are scarce back home, well that is what I expected for a while until they get organized back home. I would give anything to be home and in Teds shoes. Job or no job, I think I could live on love for at least a month or two, it would be a beautiful way to live. Don’t think too much about it Willie.
Gosh dear but it would be lovely just to see you again with my own eyes and not have to look at the snaps that you sent me. I do not know anything more to when I will be getting home, and I am sure that you are tired of me writing about it in every letter. It seems a long time away but darling that day will be here before you know it.
God willing, and we will certainly make up for lost time. So you better be in good shape dearest when I finally arrive home….I think I will leave it to your imagination about what I am referring to.
All my love,

Bill

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