In the years to come visits back to Whiteflat, Texas will include Sunday dinners.

Dan, Aunt Doris, Mom, Grandmother (Stella), Uncle Tom (Jr.) and Granddaddy, (Tom)

gather around the table.  Large glasses of sweetened ice tea were a must.

3 September 1944
India

My darling,

This is Sunday afternoon.  I just got finished with my work and so I figured I'd better write you.  I have not received any mail from you in three days.  Hardly any mail has been getting here in the past week.

Last night was the first time I think that I have not written you.  I know that if I did miss a day before I would write two letters the following day.  I do not have the time today.  I am so dreadfully sorry.  I was up early this morning went to church, did not eat breakfast cause I did not want to miss mass.  After church I went to work but before I started to work I listened to the Intelligence Radio to get the latest War News as the Army gets it.

The news seemed pretty good to me.  It doesn't seem like the War with Germany can last much longer.  After I finished listening to the news I started to work.  I worked until 5 pm then I had a little time before supper to start this letter.  I couldn't finish it so I finished it after supper.

I suppose you are wondering why I did not write yesterday.  You see honey I went to town to buy a few souvenirs to send to some people who treated me awful swell when I was knee high to a grasshopper.  They took us out to the country etc.  That was something to a city kid like me.

Tonight I think I'll go see "A Guy Named Joe."  I saw it once but I think I'll see it again.  Honey, I just can't express in words how much I miss you.  I do so want to be with you.  They have buggies here honey that are used for transportation.  Yesterday as I rode along I looked at such a nice big wonderful moon that shone so bright.  I wished so that I had you beside me.  i would hold you so tight that although there was two of us it would look like one.

Well darling I do not have anymore news for today so I guess I'll close.  I do hope I have a letter from you tomorrow.

Love as always and ever,
Ray

With oceans of love and a kiss on every wave.
S.W.A.K.