April 19, 1945, Northern France, 0100 A.M.

Tom visited Reims and climbed the tower of the cathedral. He narrowly avoided injury when a truck lost control on a curve and nearly ran over him.

Tom flew a training flight during the daytime for two hours in a P-61B.
0100 A.M. 19 April 45.
“Northern France”

April 19, 1945, Northern France, Page 1
April 19, 1945, Northern France, Page 1

My Darling,

What a night, I pulled control tower officer duty tonight and all I need now to make the evening complete is to have the Jerries pull a straffing attack. However things seem to be running a little smoother now so thought I could take advantage of the typewritter and write you a letter.

Since I last wrote to you I have been to Reims and did some shopping. I am going to send everything to you in a box pretty soon and I have a couple of things for Elaine and Cleda that I wish you would send up to them. Honey, I looked all over trying to get you something nice and finally ended up getting you a set of ear rings that I thought were O.K. I hope they don’t look to bad along side of American standards, anyway I hope you like them.

I received your letters of April 2nd and 3rd and it really sounded as if Greenville had its share of excitement for the next ten years. Also received letters from Dad, Cleda and Elaine. Dad and Cleda both said that you looked swell when they saw you in Greenville, not that I don’t believe them but I would certainly like to see for myself.

April 19, 1945, Northern France, Page 2
April 19, 1945, Northern France, Page 2

Hon, I am glad to know that we have a banker in the family and I think the $1,000 bond was a good idea just as long as you have all that you need. Glad that you are giving the folks some money buy five a week doesn’t seem like very much.

I am looking forward to the box that you sent, (also think Andy has his eye out for it) and I didn’t mean that homemade candy was the only thing that we would eat but I thought the other would be hard for you to get. We hear that it is all going overseas.

Reims is a pretty nice town alot cleaner than most of the cities we have seen. Andy and I tried to make it back by dark to camp but didn’t succeed and ended up in some little French town that had had the ?”#$%_&'()* shot out of it and then we sat around the square till after the curfew and turned ourselves over to the M.P.s and they got us a hotel room. Otherwise we never would have found a place to stay, I keep learning things every day over here. While in Reims we went through the cathedral (no dictionary) and even climbed about six thousands winding stairs to the top of the thing. It looks alot older than Notre Dame but it has also been shot up a great deal more which probably accounts fo it. I just about got the purple heart while up there. I was standing on the corner waiting for Andy when a Frenchman in a real old French truck couldn’t make the corner jumped the curb knocked a chunck out of the building and knocked over several drain pipes. I jumped about twenty feet in 1/1000000000000 of one second and he finally stopped so that all I had to do was turn around and sit down on his bumper. I think it is safer in camp.

Hey Hon you should see this moon out tonight it reminds me of Hammer Field. You never realize how lucky you really are till things change. Darling, I love you very much and hope you aren’t getting use to living without a husband.

Forever,

Tom

April 19, 1945, Northern France
April 19, 1945, Northern France

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