06 March 1942

Here’s a version of the song mentioned in the letter, “When Day is Done”:

It is a very old song, written in 1926, so I’m surprised that it is still known by Ruth and Walt and by Walt’s friend Jim Goddard.

Transcriber’s question: How can a person spell such words as applicable, yet never get the spelling of receive correct, and not seem to know of the word than? It’s very frustrating and I’m sure I’ll never spell correctly by the time this project is through.


9:00 Morn. Fri. I think.

Hello Dearest,—

Well this is Fri. morning I think. I didn’t write last night as I felt kind of sick and went to bed about 7:00. Yesterday I had a gas mask on and had to jump about 15 or 20 feet in to a sand pile—I jumped so damn far—I jumped over the sand and [lit in the] landed on hard ground—hurt my knee and ankle, can’t walk very good—can’t bend my leg. I have to go to the Doc. in an hr.—There is nothing wrong outside of (a sprained) (strectched) (streched) a sprain—It will probably be alright in a day or two—I hope.


I recieved your letter with the stamps and the money your G.M. sent. (That) Thank her for me. It sure will come in handy

I just got back from the Doc’s. He taped my knee up. [there’s an arrow pointing from this sentence to one in the center of the next page about the word taped]

Am sending a couple snapshots of a fellow (Wilbur Hite) from Ohio. also one of the landscape and a couple horses.

I ordered a couple pictures of the 1st Squadron and 1st Regiment. Will send one to you and one home. You can stow it away untl until I get back.

So my Honey didn’t go to work unh? Good.—Not that I (illegible cross out) like to see you ill. I just think that


it will do you good to stay home a day or two. Remember, I used to stay away from work once in awhile. Would that I had the chance to stay away now for the same reason.

It’s a lovely day out, the sun is shining, sky is as blue as your eyes. Wish my leg wasn’t hurt, I’d be out riding.

I’m glad your hands are better, wish I could hold them. Wouldn’t that be nice? Ummmmm.

What-ta you mean—You no get old—No missy—You’ll never get old to me.

[here’s the sentence linked to the one on the previous page] I mean taped not taped Ha-Ha.

Looks kind of screwy—Unh?

We took machine guns apart and put them to-gether again (yesterday). I did it blindfolded—Pretty good.

[unnumbered page 4]

Unh? Yepper! Even if I do say it myself.

I up against a problem—I don’t know what to do with all your letters. I have them all. I throw the rest away, but, I don’t want to throw yours away.—Do you have any suggestions. Remember this—You wrote it in your first letter.—Every night I always think of the first line and of how applicable it is.

“When day is done and shadows fall, I think of you.
I sit alone and think of all the joys we knew,
That yearning returning, to hold you in my arms,
I know love, won’t go, love
Without you night has lost it’s charms.
When day is done and grass is wet with twilights dew,
My lonely heart is sinking with the


Of course I miss your tender kiss the whole day through,
But I miss you most of all when day is done.

I was reading some of your letters and ran across it. I sure wish I knew the tune.—It seems to me I must of heard you sing it—because I have a tune to the first two lines.

Well Honey—guess I’ll close for now—write more later.


I thought‚Honey—that I was going to get time to write more later on—I mean now—but I guess I’m not—so I will say goodnight.

I love you




I ask Jim Goddard if he knew the tune to —”When Day is Done”—and bless his soul, he did—and sang it too. Pretty nice, Unh?


I love you


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