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My Dear Wife,
Your letter of 29th and was glad to get your weekly edition. Your letters are thankfully rec’d and would appreciate the daily editions. The letter contained a brief remark on Eileen’s temper and of course this being a serious matter will have to deal with it when I get home. Her daddy is the originator of it, but by good training could be improved. I see where the poor child comes in for a trimming if she is to be an angel. However will wait and see how bad she really is before giving threats Please have mercy on her until my return.
You said Mrs Fuller thinks she looks like me. That’s no much credit the child gets. I think Madeline the Grandmother better handle the baby, so she will be good like her Mother. This letter is written seriously and hope you see it that way. Your mind has gone back to Ann Arbor now. Who was the guy who went home with you? or what there any one (ha ha.) You will see since the Germans lost the war am mighty independent. Yes I am still over the Rhine and have seen all the large cities such as Bonn and Cologne and Coblenz. The opera in these cities are good and have so many things to see. My health is improving slowly but no need of being uneasy as will likely soon improve. the last four months of thawed nearly finished me and the boys are now enjoying a good well earned rest. I shall be glad to be relieved of my job as transport officer which will be very soon.
So Mr Brown is dead. What a sad time for that family indeed. I am so glad Don Sutherland saw Gordon Brown’s grave. I shall not likely be going back that way. The trip back will be so much easier for me and by train. I have no news of any kind and hope you know the difficulty I have in writing nowadays. We are really not busy but so tired of these people and the place.
Madeline try and write me often if you can settle your mind down to it. Remember you will be sorry for it when I tell you what we have gone through. At the present time it [is] all I can do to keep cheered and a short letter once a week doesn’t help a little bit.
Love and kisses to Eileen and yourself.
Your loving husband, Will xx
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