My mom's sister, Eugenia, her husband, Bud, and my cousins, Noilene and Jaunice, also visited Grandmother and Granddaddy. And, it was always a long journey. A time when you entered the "zone" of driving straight through the night. We never stopped at motels and we never ate at restaurants. And if you think bathrooms are rough now. They are palaces compared to some that we stopped at on Rt 66. I ponder my dad's earlier comment telling Mom that he didn't have as much fun visiting her folks as he did when he visited his own folks. There has to be some truth in that statement. I am always more comfortable with my immediate family than I am with in-laws. Dad clearly loved his Ma. He called her every Sunday. Now that I have grown children, and an empty nest, I know how much those phone calls are valued.
July 8, 1944
Overseas
Dearest Grace,
Today all the mail caught up to me. I received 9 letters from my best girl who lives in Matador. They were dated as follows—Mat 23-24-27-29-June 5-7-8-12-15. I also received two pictures. Gee! But you’re wonderful. It was just wonderful to hear form you. I look forward to yur letters.
I sure am glad to hear that you received so may presents and are proud of each and every one. I am sorry I could not get you anything else besides the flowers. When and where were the flowers delivered? Were they in time for the graduation?
I can’t tell you what country I am in, but I am not in England and I am not in the Invasion. I figure I will be fighting the other war.
Say hello and give my love to your folks and rest of the family..
Honey, as I am not at my final destination, I cannot write too much and I also cannot mention where I am at.
I’ll write soon as I can and more.
Sincerely forever yours,
Ray
P.S. I am air mailing it so you get it faster.
(She actually received this letter on July 20th)
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