March 23, 1945

Last letter 22 Mar

8 C.I.T.R., C.A.O.

23 Mar 45

Darling Isobel:

Went down to the P.O. today & there, sure enough, was a letter from you. So I feel pretty good tonight. Had a long letter & Easter card from Jennie, & one from Mrs. Rigby too, & a letter from Col. MacKenzie.

It’s nice to get them but I like your letters dear, better than all the others. Just as I had started this, the phone rang & who was it but Hugh. He’s out of Hospital & is now at a convalescent Depot, a place where men go from Hospital to pick up again in their training & physical condition. He expects to be coming this way soon & I’d sure like to see him again. His hand is all healed up & he’s feeling very good again. He’ll never see the front again, though, I’m sure. Jennie & family are all well. Wilbur had all his teeth out & now is living on soup. Roslyn is five now & I guess they had a birthday cake for her that was out of this world. One of the CWAC’s at camp back there is in trouble & I guess RSM Rollins is the Joe. By all accounts the Col is furious. I don’t know who the girl was but she sure is unlucky. Rollins is to be stripped. The parcel should be here any day now & I’m looking forward to it. I hope my parcel to you arrived by this time & I hope you like it as much as I did getting it for you. It’s from Cornwall where Dad’s people came from.

Well, honey, I know just how much you must be pondering over in your mind these days. If I were only there how much better I’d feel. Would Bessie come home? Maybe by that time I might be back. I would like to get started at school again this fall if I am going, because time is really slipping by fast & there’s none to waste. I’m crowding 29 now, remember.

I haven’t heard from Roger McKim so I expect he must have gone. He was lucky, wasn’t he? Did I tell you his little girl, about 4, has had to go to bed with some trouble with her spine? That’s tough.

That’s all for tonight, honey, and here’s worlds of love to you & the kiddies.

-Your own (always, dear)

Frank.