MS 984 - Byron Armbruster World War II Papers (Transcripts)

Letter one:
Letters to Byron’s parents

Somewhere in Tenn.
7/3/43

Dear Folks –
Enclosed is a clipping of interest. Please watch the “Life” magazine. There will be pictures of our unit in it.
We are now twenty miles south-east of Nashville. Arrived last nite, but are moving out the fifth.
We will receive mail to-nite and maybe we won’t get any more until next week end.
The tribs here are terrible, but I’m getting along O.K.
Please drop Eloise a card and tell her that I may not be able to write her this week. No more mail going out.
I still think Ill be able to get a furlough later on.
We have 50,000 maps to distribute tomorrow, so no Sunday for us.
Love,
Byron

P.S. You won’t be able to visit me at this time.



To Mr. and Mrs. C.H. Armbruster
Napoleon, Ohio
R.R. #3

From Pvt. Byron Armbruster
H.S. Co 326th ENGRS.
A.P.O. #472 % Postmaster
New York, N.Y.


3 Sept. 43
Dear Folks –
Everything is O.K. I received your letter and one from Emma to-day. Did Eloise send you her letter? This may be the last letter for a little while. I didn’t get up to the Stage Door Canteen. I would have liked very much to have gone.
Some of we boys are going to the show tonite and they are almost ready, so I’ll cut this letter short.
When writing me, always let me know when you received my last letter.
News is scarce, so I’ll close wishing you all the best of health and happiness.
Love,
Byron

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10 October
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To Mrs. C.H. Armbruster
Napoleon, Ohio
R.R. #3

From Pvt. Byron Armbruster
H-S. Co. 326th Engrs.
APO # 472
% Postmaster New York, NY.


22 Sept. 43

Dear Mother and all –
Just a note to let you know I’m O.K. Nothing new has happened, since I wrote Eloise the last letter.
The last letter I received was September, the third and I don’t expect any for a couple of weeks yet. However when I do catch up with the mail, I should have a quite a few letters to read.
When writing Kenny and Bert, please give them my best regards. I don’t see how Bert can like the navy. It makes me feel like I’m drunk, all the time. Is Kenny still stationed at the same place? I hope Ruffer likes her job. Please let Jo Groll Rettig read this letter. I haven’t enough news to write to all.
Wishing you and the rest of the folks the best of health and happiness and Please don’t worry, if there is any to do, let me do it. Assuring you all is well.
with Love,
Byron



To
Mr. & Mrs. C.H. Armbruster
Napoleon Ohio
R.R. #5

From
Pvt. Byron Armbruster
15100919
H&S. Co. 326th. Engrs.
APO# 472, % Postmaster
New York, N.Y.


26 September ’43

Dear Folks:
Just a note to let you know that I’m O.K. We have been in a port for a couple of weeks and go ashore nearly every day and take long hikes through the countryside. It sometimes seems to me that I’ll wake up some time and find that it has only been a dream. The scenery and homes reminds me of some of the stories we used to read in school.
It seems rather difficult to write, so shall writ very few persons with the exception of you and Eloise. I hope the rest will understand and I know they will.
Well its time to throw my blanket on the floor and go to sleep. For some unknown reason I’m unable to rest in a hammock.
I’m going through an experience that time will be unable to erase, taking the bitter with the sweet and all in all the moral of the group is very high.
Dad, are you still in the race for State Treasurer? If so, I wish you a lot of luck. Are you still working in Adrian? I’ll undoubtly get a lot of news when I catch up with my mail.
Wishing best of health and happiness to all.
With Love,
Byron


30 Sept. ’43
Dear Folks –
Just a note to put your minds at ease and please always remember that no news is good news.
We have been delayed enroute and are in port.
The last mail I received was just a month ago and I do not expect to receive any for a couple of weeks yet. Also you may not here from me again for several weeks. Even some of the letters I have written previous to this, will not be received for a couple of weeks yet.
Love,
Byron


Dear Folks –
Please give Eloise and all, my love. Does Lucille Ruffer like her job? Ruffer always was a swell kid. Whomever you wish may read this note but especially leave Jo Rettig read it.
Answering you all is well and God willing, I shall remain so.
Much love to all, especially you Mother, Dad and Eloise. I know you are remembering me in your prayers.
This is certainly an experience, time shall not be able to erase.
Again assuring you I’m well and happy.
Love,
Byron

6 October 1943

Dear Folks –
I’ve traveled by air, water and land and I still prefer the latter. I’d make a poor sailor.
We are now in another port and everything is O.K. Conditions have improved, especially the food situation.
How were the crops this fall? How did John Wright make out on his farm up North?
We usually get the world news here on board ship, but I haven’t heard any for the last couple of days.
Best of wishes to all,
Love,
Byron
11 October 1943
Dear Folks –
We are on the high seas and this morning it is very calm, quite a contrast to yesterday. Yesterday I was O.K. as long as I remained lying down, but the minute I stood up, my neighbors had to beware.
Its been over five weeks since I have received any mail and don’t expect any for about two weeks yet. There should be a goodly number awaiting me whenever I do catch up with it.
There is a lots I would like to tell but it would not pass the censors, so shall remain mum, until my return.
I’m hoping you received the two letters I sent, we were allowed to mail two letters containing only one sheet, on one side to let the folks know we were O.K. I didn’t understand it that way and wrote two pages, so I took one sheet out and put it in another envelope. That is why you received the two, the same day and the one was a continuation of the other.
I’m sitting here, bobbing up and down, and can’t think of anymore to write, so shall close, Sending love and best wishes to all
Byron

P.S. Mother, have Eloise take you over to Harrys and get those statuettes, while getting is good. Please.


20 October 1943
Somewhere-In-England
Dear Folks:
I am indeed impressed by the beauty of this country. The homes are beautiful.
We arrived yesterday and had twenty seven letters awaiting me plus several papers. The last one was dated October the eight. It was from Marilyn Ann. Continue to use V-mail as they come through photographed very well with the exception of one from Mother. Please use a well sharpened dark lead pencil or a pen or typewriting. Pleae inform the North-West News of my change in address. They are now going through my last camp and it takes for ever to get here. It even takes mail from two weeks to two months to get here.
Tell Emma, Fredia, F. Mary, Marcille and the rest that I appreciate their letters and to please keep them coming my way but I expect them to get the majority of the news from the letters I write Eloise and you.
The chestnuts here are plentiful and they taste pretty good. I haven’t tasted any of the chestnut puddings as yet.
Time is limited and my pal wishes to use the typewriter, so shall close.
Keep your chins up and love and best wishes to all.

Byron

P.S. Also received a letter from Pastor Zschoche.


28 Oct. 1943
Somewhere-in-England
Dear Folks,
I received a letter from Henry the other day and I managed to answer it to-nite. I’m not going to do very much writing for several reasons. One I don’t have much spare time and second, we just don’t have much that we can write about.
If this was during peace time, I could certainly enjoy it here, as the countryside is simply beautiful, with its English Ivy, holly and chestnut trees. Civilian traffic is all in two wheeled horse drawn carts or bicycles. Can you picture Eloise and grandma Frease ridding a bike out home for a visit. They all ride here regardless of age. It seems I’ll never get used to the traffic traveling on the left side of the road, and the handling of the English currency.
I wish I could tell you where and how I am living, but that is impossible at present. I’m sure its not like you think. Its to my advantage. I’ll have plenty to tell you when I get home and it wont be about the Army. I’ll never want to speak of that.
Assuring you I’m O.K. Tell everyone that I look forward to their letters, even if some are three or four weeks old when I get them, usually two weeks.
Love,
Byron


31 Oct. 1943

Somewhere-in-England
Dear Folks –
Last night the Red Cross gave a ballroom dance in town for the American boys. It was my first time out. We have been pened in on account of mumps. There certainly are a variety of uniforms worn in town, by both men and women. I have just finished building a shelf in out room. Several of the boys just left for London.
We have changed our American currency into that of the British and we no longer speak of dollars and cents but pounds, shillings, half crowns, florins, and pences. A pound has about ------ cents, florin – twenty cents, half crown – fifty cents, etc. Their pennys are about the size of the American silver dollar, and has about the value of two cents in our money.
The British people are rationed --------- severally. We are not supposed to buy food from any of the stores, as that would deprive some worthy British of that article. We get much better and more food than the civlians.
Everything is O.K. here. Give my love to all.
Byron


6 Nov. 1943
Somewhere-in-England
Dear Folks –
I received your letter to day, dated Oct. 26th. It doesn’t pay to send anything air mail, as there is no air mail service between here and the States. Everything goes by ship. It took the air mail ten days, the same as straight mail.
Sorry, that I won’t be able to send many greetings this season but I think everyone understands. Thanks for the clippings. I hope Dwight gets along O.K.
I’m sending a few novel Christmas greetings. I know everyone will like them.
If you don’t feel equal to caring for my herd of cattle, feel free to dispose of all of them you care to. There’s no need of you overworking.
Have you given the North-west News my new address? We all feel that we aren’t getting the amount of mail that we should.
Thanks a lot mom for writing me so many letters.
Love to All,
Byron


8 Nov ’43

England
Dear Folks,
I really haven’t any news but feel that I should drop you a line now while I have the chance. The time may come when I will not be able to write so often.
My friends, relatives and neighbors certainly haven’t forgotten me. Many said that they have gotten my address out of the North-west News. Everyone that has gotten it from the paper has, S-S Co. instead of H-S. Co. The cards and letters are pouring in. Yesterday I received twelve. I don’t think I’ll be able to acknowledge them all. I hope they will forgive me. From among the many, I received a beautiful card from Eloise’s aunt and uncle from Florida.
I had a grand visit in a private home Sunday afternoon. The master of the house was a vicar of the Church of England. I received a lot of information on where to go and see different things of interest, if and when I go on leaves.
We no longer use our fireplace but have a little heater similar to Mrs. Longs. We pop our corn on that. Its sure swell but nearly all gone. Will close and “shoot the bull” with the boys the rest of the evening.
with Love,
Byron



12 Nov. ’43
England
Dearest –
Just a note to let you know I’m thinking of you. There isn’t much I dare tell you. I’m going with a friend of mine, on pass, to Sherborne, the middle of the week, to visit a friend of his that he knew in the States. I’m getting to see my share of England.
Tell Russell to keep up the good work and carry on as my guard.
I’ve been sitting here now for half an hour reading the last five V-mail letters I’ve received (three from you and one each from Fredia and Marilyn Ann) and I can’t think of anything to write.
I’ll now drop your Aunt and Uncle, in Tampa, a note of thanks and spend the rest of the day doing nothing.
Hoping you all have a good time over the holidays.
with Love, Byron


12 Nov. ’43
Somewhere-in-England
Dear Folks,
Can you picture yourself going into a city the size of Fort Wayne or Toledo, some nite in a total blackout, with a dimmed out flashlight and cigarettes the only lights showing? That is the condition over here and on top of that sometimes the fog is so thick you can almost cut it with a knife. (Believe it or not) It will be a happy day when the lights come on again, which we think will be very soon.
This is indeed a beautiful country. I have seen many homes as beautiful and larger than Neuhausers brick home, with grass roofs.
I received my first package yesterday, one from you, one from Marcille and one from Garnet. I received one from Fredia to-day also a letter from Marcille. I’m glad to hear that Mabel and baby are O.K. and also Dwight. I received a north-west paper yesterday dated Sept. 15th and two to-day. Have you given them my new address?
Up to now, I have enjoyed my stay here in England, better than at Bragg.
With Love,
Byron

P.S. Thanks for packages.




Mr. and Mrs. C.D. Huddle,
Napoleon, Ohio,
R.R. #3

13 Nov. 1943
Somewhere-in-England
Dear Sir –
I received your Christmas package yesterday. Thanks a million. It certainly was a practical package. Everything that I have received, is very practical. No excess baggage, which I hate. Please if you see Marcille, thank her for here box. I won’t be writing her for several days.
I hope by the time you receive this, that Dwight will be well enough to be home. That was quite a surprise. I received an announcement from Mabel to-day and two letters from Eloise.
I’m planning on going into London either this week or next on a pass.
This will be my second Christmas spent in the Army and I hope it shall be the last, however I like it here just as well, if not better than I did at my last camp.
Love and best wishes to all.
Byron

P.S. Thanks for your letter Marilyn Thank ------------ too. I’ll be dropping you a letter one of these times. Hi Hurdy and Joy, have you had any sledding or skating yet?


Miss Marcille Armbruster
1324 Superior St.
Toledo, Ohio

16 Nov. 1943
England
Dear Sis:
Why I am writing is a mystery to me,
Can’t tell what we’re doing or the things that we see
The places we’re been, or are apt to go,
Must not be discussed, there a secret you know.

Our port of embarkation and the name of the ship,
Must never be mentioned by pen or lip,
The day that we sailed is a secret too,
And our time of crossing the ocean blue.

Any mishaps or action we might have seen,
Would be taken out by the censor, so mean,
Cant tell where we landed, or what town we are near,
For fear it will reach the enemy ear.

Any sort of weapon, from a gun to a knife,
Is truly a secret to guard with our life,
Vehicles, no matter how large or small,
Must never, no never, be mentioned at all.

Now what can we say that the censor will pass?
In a letter to mom, or my beautiful lass?
I’ll tell you now so you won’t get sore,
In case my short letters are such a bore.

That the food is good and I’m happy and well,
That we have lots of fun and work like hell,
Any games that we play, or shows that we see,
Can all be discussed from A to Z.

Anything more might be out of bounds,
And the censor would be on me, like a pack of hounds,
So if you don’t mind, no more will I write,
Just say “so long”, and sign off for tonite.

Love,
Byron



21 Nov 43
Somewhere-in-England
Dear Folks –
I was out for a few days and upon my return, I had four letters awaiting me. 1 was from Eloise, one from Marcille and one from Emma. I’ve received frou packages, Garnets, Marcilles, mother’s and Fredian. Eloise wrote that she has sent the pop corn and razor blades, that I requested.
I now weigh eleven stones and two pounds (156 ibs.)
I’ve been sitting here now for an hour writing a line, then “shootin the bull,” and then writing some more. We are really one big family and what one has he shares with the rest. At present, we are eating the prunes that Fredian sent. Our food here is very good, but we like to peace, in between time. Tell Emma that I might be able to arrange to visit Mrs. Cheneys sisters, if I get their address.
Can’t think of much to write, so best of luck until next time.
With Love,
Byron

P.S. Hows Dwight?



22 Nov. 43
England
Dear Folks,
I can’t remember if I have already told you or not, that I visited Sherborne with a friend of mine, that has a girl friend from the States that is a nurse here in England. We had a nice time talking about Ohio. They are both from Warren. Last nite we visited some English friends that we have met. The Mr. is a vicar. They live only a five minute walk from camp. We took some pop corn along and popped it over the fire in the fireplace. We also had cake and coffee. They had never seen anyone pop corn before. Please send me some more corn, please. We certainly enjoy it.
Are you watching the papers. If so you can see what is taking place.
Hoping all are well and wishing you a Happy New Year.
With Love,
Byron


P.S. Hi Clorrie, I know you will get to read this. Love, Byron.



24 Nov. ’43
England
Dear Folks –
To-morrow is Thanksgiving but I guess some of our turkey must be in the bottom of the ocean, as we are not having the amount that everyone thinks we are. However we are having a good meal altho we haven’t time to lay off for the day. One can give thanks and still continue to work.
Yesterday I received a package from the Brinkmans and one from the factory. Both were certainly grand.
Of course, I knew John Wright was dead. Don’t you understand? When was that letter written?
I received your letter today, containing the Address of Mrs. Cheney’s sister. If I get to London, I’ll look her up. A month ago to-day, I was in Liverpool. I wish you could have seen it, you in the States would indeed feel that you have something to be thankful for.
We are getting along O.K. I received a letter from Kenny yesterday. Tell him to stay where he is, if possible. Ratings don’t mean a thing. This war can’t go on forever.
Best of wishes to all,
Love,
Byron




30 Nov. ’43
England
Dear Folks –
I spent a few days in London and took an escorted tour of the city. If it were permissable, I would write a ten or twelve page letter on what I have seen, both bitter and sweet, however that isn’t possible and I only have one comment to make, at this time. I’m afraid you people from the States fail to realize how fortunate you have been.
From my observation, the Red Cross is doing more for the Service men here than any other organization. One of the hostess here knows Mary Alice Jackson. I also saw Junior Spiste…. name on a registration book, in another city.
The war seems to be going along O.K. I hope I’ll be able to spend Christmas of 44 at home.
I have a quite a collection of gums, razor blades, toilet articles and candy, that I have received in my Christmas packages. There isn’t another thing that I need. Thanks a lot.
Assuring you that I am O.K. and as long as I am here I shall take in all I can and tell you about it when the war is over. Wishing you all a Merry Christmas.
Love,
Byron



15 Dec. ’43
England
Dear Folks –
Mail has been light the past week, for everyone. I haven’t received but only a letter or two, within the last five days. Whats the matter? Write often, if you find time. Please inform the North-west News to use my current address. They always omitt the first part of address and the paper is always so old, by the time it reaches me. I received one tomto dated Nov. 4th.
I should write Kenny more often, but I haven’t anything much to tell, so please forward all news.
We are having about the same weather here that I imagine you folks are having, only maybe not so much snow. We had a few flurries but they didn’t last long. Can you imagine sleeping out in a tent, now and then? I do hope this thing ends soon, altho I consider myself very fortunate. We have a lot of fun mixed in.
Will close, and as an Englishman would say, “Cheerio” I’ve never heard one say good-bye.
Wishing you all a very, very Merry Christmas. Are you having a get together this Christmas?
With Love,
Byron



Italy
Dec. 23, 1945
Dear Friends,
How nice it is when you are so far away to have friends think of you. when we know our friends are still with us it is much easier. Where ever we go or where we are there is nothing like a friend to help you along. So thanks a lot for the very pretty Christmas Greetings. It does not look much like a white Christmas here. If it keeps on raining it will be mud. I do hope you folks had a Merry Christmas. So I will wish you a Very Happy New Years.
Yours truly
Orville Bennett


Season’s Greetings
From Great Britain

Byron

(Picture of American Eagle with two stars on wither side of it)
(Picture of Holly along the left and bottom edge of page)
(Four Pictures of the North Star)
(A Map of England)
[Pictures all white in a field of black]




29 Dec ’43
Dear Folks –
I though you might be interested in knowing just how well I was remembered by my friends at Christmas time So below is a list of friends who have remembered me and if you should meet up with any of them please give them my regards as I will not be able to acknowledge all the cards.


Mr. and Mrs. Harry Knepley
Ida and Tellie Dietzen
Vera and Al Sonnenberg
Die and Bull Brubosen
Carmen and Vern Perkins
Aunt Bertha and Uncle Albert
Velma and George Buckholtz
Ray and Lottie Mohler
The Weavers from Tampa Fla.
Freada and Clarence Huddle
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Schueler
Ethel Franz
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Cheney
Mr. and Mrs. Irvin Bennett
Helen and Blaine Foughty





Francile Heiser
Rosalie Weaver from N.Y.
The 5-H Club
Pearl and Don Austermiller
Mr. and Mrs. Delventhal
Mabel and Ott Leininger
Mr. and Mrs. Roy Higgins
Grandmother Frease
Aunt Nettie and Uncle Tob
Garnet Eisamen
Nora and Otto Brinkman
Rev. and Mrs. ZschocheThe Louden Co.
Betty Husa
Mr. and Mrs. Carl Gerken
Pat Kurtz
Marilyn Ann
Aunt Tena and John

All’s Well
Love,
Byron

P.S. And Eloise of Course.



7 Jan. ’44
Dear Folks –
I’ll drop you a line, although I haven’t anything much to write. I have three letters here before me, all dated Dec. 20/43. I received Eloises and Emma’s the fifth of Jan. and Mothers yesterday, the sixth.
Mom, I wish you and Emma would fill the entire space provided on the letters, for that purpose. You know the more news the better for me.
I haven’t met up with anyone from back home, as yet, but I expect to have a visit with Charles Benecker on of these week ends. Was it his dad or Uncle that bought Heilman’s farm?
I’ve been very busy and when nite comes I’m ready to roll in bed, instead of going on pass.
I’m anxious to hear how you Christmas plans turned out.
Sending my love to all,
As Ever,
Byron



16 Jan. 44
England
Dear Folks –
Its now one o’clock and I just finished eating a chicken dinner, the first chicken I’ve had for over four months and I’ve had one fried egg during that time. However we can’t complain to much about our food. Its pretty good, considering everything.
To-day is so foggy that you can see only a few yards ahead. Mud, mud and more mud. This afternoon Frank and myself are going to visit the Hughes’. I wish I had some more popcorn to take with me to pop, in their home. It doesn’t grow here. If you can get a fruit cake or some salted nuts, please send me some. The nuts would have to be sealed in cellophane or in cans, otherwise they would become very stale enroute. Altho, even stale ones would taste pretty good. Another item I wouldn’t mine having, is dates. Are there any in Napoleon. Expected a letter today, but didn’t get any. Please give my love to all,

Byron



21 Jan. ’44
England
Dear Folks
I’m on C.Q. this evening and I have received a fist full of back mail, so must tell you about it. the following are Christmas greetings: Lucy Bechtel – Dec. 9th, Marcille, Dec 14th, Lauren’s folks, Dec. 15th; JO and Tom, Dec. 15th, Mr. and Mrs. A.J. Grim, Dec. 17th, F.M. and Lauren, Dec. 18th. The following are ordinary letters, Garnets which contained a home made beautiful lace cross, pink trimmed in white, for a book mark, dated Dec. 10th; Frieda’s, Dec 15th; Emma’s, Dec 13th, F.M. and Lauren, Dec. 10th and a letter from the factory. So you see that why I want you to write often. All mail must not come through.
When writing, you ask the questions, its easier for me. Please thank the above that sent me cards.
I expect to meet Charles Benecke to morrow noon. I hope everything works out O.K.
When writing, use V-mail. I think it gives better service. I sure miss the North-west News.
Love to all.
More Love,
Byron



23 Jan. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
I had a very enjoyable week end. Charles spent the week end with me. He had a leave and was on his way to London. It’s the first either of us had met anyone from home.
I’m still receiving Christmas greetings. I received one from Mr. and Mrs. Joe Smith yesterday and also a letter from Dorthy Diemer, of Little Rock. Saturday I received letters from Paula Knipp, Tillie Orthwein and Emma. Dorthy said I should say hello to everyone in Ohio. Tillie said that her boy is in the Hawaiian Islands. Is that where Junior Leifer is?
You of course read the papers as to the activities of the war so there isn’t anything for me to add.
We are having very damp weather at present, a lot of mud. Wishing all, the best of health and happiness.
With Love,
Byron



27 Jan. 1944
England
Dear Folks:
I have only a few minutes to spare at this time so shall type you a few lines. It goes a little quicker than writing by pen. I really do not know what to write about when I do sit down to writ a letter, so please ask me the questions. I also have a few to ask you. how are my allotments coming through? I may send an extra check or money order now and then so think nothing of it. just add it to my account. Did Marcille ever receive that poem I sent?
I received a letter from Kenny yesterday. He said it has only rained once this winter where he is located. It rains nearly every day here. I also received a letter from Eloise stating that some popcorn is on its way. I hope it arrives before the 6th. of February as I and a buddie are invited to tea at the Hughe’s and I’d love to have some corn to take with me. They had never seen any popped until we popped some in there fire place a few weeks back.
I certainly had a grand time over the weekend. I guess I have written you that Charles spent from Saturday noon until morning with me. I also received a letter from Paula. I’ve given up trying to write so many. So when you see her, thank her for the letter. She was telling me about the good time she had visiting you.
Please check on the North west again. Charles doesn’t get his any more either. We both feel lost without it.
Will close wishing both of you much love,
Your Son,
Byron

P.S. Give the rest my love. I think of them every day.



3 Feb. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Today I received three Birthday greetings. They are a little early, aren’t they? One from grandmother Frease, Eloise and Mabel and family. I also received two North-wests: The first since the Nov. 11th issue. They are Dec. 16th and Jan. 6th. Why didn’t you write and tell me about the Funchion boy? I knew him well. Please when writing, give me the bitter and the sweet. Last but not lest, I received the pop corn to-day. Will pop some to-nite.
Eloise has written that Bernedia has married, so when you see her give her my best wishes.
Everyone is yelling for me to start popping the corn, so will close and get to work.
Love to All,
Byron




To Mother.
We take so much for granted
In our usual stolid way
And words that should bespoken
Seem the hardest words to say
Yet deep below the surface
There’s a well there thoughts are stored
and memories of the kindnesses
That make you so adored.

An affectionate Greeting
With best wishes for your Happiness

Happy Birthday Mom,
With Love,
Byron


9 Feb. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Great news, this morning for breakfast we each received an orange, the first since we arrived in the E.T.O. I still have it and will enjoy it in a few minutes.
No Pop, so far I haven’t been able to listen to Dr. Marer’s services. We have a new radio but it doesn’t work very well. This isn’t the old U.S.A.
I won’t be able to write to morrow nite, as I won’t be here, so thought I’d write to let you know that I received Pop’s, Mother’s, Laurens, and Helen Foughtys letters to-day plus a Card from Aunt Bertha. My papers are coming through, some nine and ten weeks late. In the Dec. 30th issue, I see where Harold Durham was reported missing in action. Is it true? He and I worked side by side at the factory. Ask Viola Gunn. It took forty four (44) days for Laurens letter to get here. Please use V-mail. It has priority.
Thinking of you always and praying to return soon.
With Love,
Byron



15 Feb ’44
England
Dear Folks –
I have received several valentines and Birthday greetings including Herby’s, Joy’s, and Frieda’s, which I received today. To-day I also received a letter from Chas. Beneike and Rev. Aschoche. Yesterday I received four letters. One each from the following: Mother, Marilyn Ann, Emma, Garnet and the day before, one from Kenny. I have never received the letter that Eloise said Jo mailed to me.
Here I am, a half a page and nothing much more to write. It seems like my mind is blank. I can’t think of anything to write.
Please tell Garnet, Emma, Freida’s and other sisters that I look forward to and enjoy reading their letters and hope that they forgive me for not answering them. Just to much else on my mind.
We were going to have a Birthday tea on my birthday Saturday evening but Saturday will find me on a several day field problem. The tea was going to be at the Hughes’. It would be nice if Marcille would drop them a line.
Sending my love to all. Your Son,
Byron



19 Feb ’44
England
Dear Folks -
It certainly doesn’t seem like my birthday to-day, but I guess it is. I’m off of work a few hours this afternoon, but we will all be busy tom-morrow.
I received Marcilles novel birthday greeting. We aren’t allowed to draw anything like that on mail. I certainly received a lot of cards. I also received a book entitled “Byron.” You remember Lord Byron the poet? It was from the Hughe’s.
I sure was surprised to hear that Uncle Albert’s are having sale. Are they going to move to town? Also, who is moving on the farm?
Well this is the end of the news for this week. Received Eloise’s card to-day and yesterday from Mother, Emma, and Fredia.
I’ll be glad when the second front is opened.
Love to All,
Byron




26 Feb ’44
England
Dear Folks –
I have been receiving my share of mail but today brought me none. I haven’t much news but I thought I would write and give you the address you asked for. Following is their address, but his parish is in another village. Rev. and Mrs. S. Hughes, The Cairngorn [CENSORED].
I had this afternoon off, so I slept and ate the dates that you folks sent. Tonite we shall nibble at the peanuts.
I think I shall listen to the radio and do a little reading and then crawl into my straw mat. That’s all we have slept in since we arrived here in E.T.O. Even that seems good after being on an overnite problem.
How is Lauren making out in the draft? I hope he shall never have to leave home.
Sending my Love to All,
Byron



28 Feb. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Just a line to let you know that I received the fruit cake to-day. thanks a million. It certainly is a swell cake. Ask anyone in my room and I’m sure they will al agree. I received F.M. second V-mail today. If I shouldn’t mention all the mail I receive doesn’t mean that I haven’t received them. I received valentine from Mabel and a birthday greeting from Mrs. Reiter.
I sent Eloise a handkerchief of which I was almost ashamed to send. It looked so cheap but its almost impossible to buy any thing here and I wanted her to have something from England. You folks couldn’t realize what its like here. I gave three shillings and seven pence for it. Thats the equivalent to a little over seventy cents. Some price for a hanky and it only looked like a ten center, but that’s about all we can buy to send home. However the sentiment is there anyway.
I was in Oxford one day and saw Junior Lapiss name on a registration book in the Red Cross. I have been all through the colleges there, Mother, I hope you had a nice birthday
Love to you both,
Byron




16 March ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Things here remain about the same. How is everything in Ohio? Emma has written that Al Sonnenberg and Bob Reeser will be entering the service soon. What is Vera and Martha going to do? Is Dwight Mohler still located at the same place? I heard that you didn’t have such good luck with your dog.
Ask Emma if she knows the twins that have the beauty shop, in Napoleon, on the south side? Well that’s the name now instead of Wally’s daddy-in-law.
I received a letter from Junior to-day. He’s quite a ------------- from me now. Stephen and myself spent last evening and we expect to spend Saturday or Sunday evening with the Hughes. Their son-in-law who is a flight officer, in the Air Corp, and their daughte3r are home on leave.
I am trying to arrange another meeting with Charles Benecke if I can get leave.
Mother, thanks a lot for being so faithful in your letter writing.
With Love,
Byron



England
25 March ’44
Dear Folks –
We are having much nicer weather now. The crocus are now out in bloom.
A buddie of mine from Cleveland and myself are trying to get a seven day leave, to go and visit Charles Benecke. I hope we can arrange it. That reminds me, some of these times, I’m going to send Eloise this fellows wife’s address so that they can meet sometime at Lakeside. I’ve met her several times and I know that Eloise would like her.
Enclosed are a couple of negatives, which I thought that you might like to have refinished. A friend of mine took them with his camera and the Army finished and developes only one of each, so he gave me the negatives. You see the Army censors each picture.
Call Jo and Tom and tell them I received their letter and will answer it when time permits.
Wishing you a very happy Easter
With Love,
Byron

1 April ’44
England
Dear Folks –
To-morrow is Palm Sunday, so shall try and get into town for services. I intended to get a pass and visit Charles Benecke and take Communion with him Easter, being there are no Lutheran churches near here, but my leave has been canceled, so that’s that. Mother, I want to thank you, Frida, Eloise and Emma for being so faithful in your letter writing. I’m afraid my moral wouldn’t be so good if it were not for your short but frequent chats by mail. I think I receive all my mail. I receive an average of two or three a day, so you all see you can’t expect me to write that many a day. I do good if I write three a week. That last North-west I received was dated February 24th. Pretty late news, isn’t it? I enjoyed it just the same.
I hope Bert and Kenny will be able to be home for Easter. If I were in the States, I know I would make a special effort to be there.
Wish I could tell you more but its not the wisest thing to do, so in closing I hope you had a happy Easter and pray that I shall be able to spend one in Ohio, with you both.
With Love,
Byron




England
6 April ’44
Dear Folks –
I really could write the limited amount of news that I have on a V-mail but I’m writing this air mail because I’m enclosing a few snaps. Very poor, I must say but after all, they are the only ones I have taken.
If you would be so kind as to send me a couple rolls of films, number 116, I may be able to take a few better pictures. I have heard that films are very difficult to get, even in the States.
I received a county paper to-day, five weeks after publication. Hot news isn’t it? I read where Russell Rohrs was married. Why is he now out of the Army? I thought he was in the Cavalry. Well maybe its just one of those things.
I have mailed you a couple of papers, and that small box containing the handkerchief, Did you ever receive them?
I owe each of my sisters a letter but I have no additional news, as I know they often read the letters I write you so tell them I appreciate their writing and to please continue.
If you want to know anything, you ask the questions and I’ll answer them if I can.
Always remember that no news is good news and never give up hope.
Hoping you all had a very nice Easter.
With Love,
Byron



9 April ’44
England
Dear Folks –
This is Easter Sunday. This morning it was rather misty but now (6:00 PM) the sun is shining and it looks nice outside although we have a little wind. A rather peculiar Easter with all the noise overhead.
This morning many from here attended services at a nearby camp. The attendance was around five hundred G.I.’s and a few civilians.
Tell Eloise that I received her box of candy yesterday and thank her very much, also received Marcilles poem and many letters. I must write Eleanor and Stan tonite, even if I have no news.
Write and give me all the news as there certainly isn’t any on this end of the line that I can write about.
Emma’s letter was a few days late last week end I certainly missed it.
Hoping you all had a nice Easter, and real eggs with all the trimmings and not powdered.
Love to you All,
Byron



16 April ’44
England
Dear Mother, Dad and All –
This is a rather dreary Sunday afternoon. We have had no sun so far this day. I worked about an hour this morning. I haven’t any news at this writing so shall give you a picture of how we ten boys, in my room are spending the afternoon. Two of them have left for town, three are writing letters, one is strumming a guitar, one polishing shoes, one trying to sleep, one popping some of my corn and the other is just acting a fool, trying to sing. In fact, we all are either singing or humming. So, you see we haven’t lost our moral. If it wasn’t for mail though, it wouldn’t take long. We just finished showing each other the Easter cards we had received. To-day was a mailess day for me.
I think of home nearly everytime I look out of the window. At this moment, just ouside my window are grazing about thirty Durham and Holstein cows. By the way, how much of a herd do I have left? Have you decided to keep the new dog? What have you named her, him or it? write and give me all the news in detail. It’s the little things and changes at home that I love to hear about. Emma certainly writes interesting letters and Mom, you do pretty well yourself. I certainly enjoy them. I ask that I may be remembered in your prayers, as much lies ahead of us.
With all my Love,
Byron




28 April ’44
England
Dear Folks –
This afternoon I received a North-west dated March 30th the first issue I’ve received for six or seven weeks. Today I also received a letter from Eloise and Emma. Yesterday I received a nice letter from Mrs. Irwin Bennett, so when you see her, tell her I received it and shall answer it when I have some news. Doris wrote me a nice letter and I answered it yesterday.
Its now 9:30 P.M. (3:30 P.M. your time) and I’m wondering just what you are doing. I just returned from seeing a moving picture shown here in camp, in one of our mens halls, “Sahara” was the name of the picture. This afternoon Steve Francis and myself visited the Hughes, and popped the last of my corn.
This past week has been a very busy one. The above mentioned is all the social life that I had. I worked every nite except Tuesday and to-day was the first Sunday that I had the entire day to myself, for quite some time.
Assuring you everything is O.K. or rather as good as can be expected. Please give my regards to all.
With Love,
Byron




30 April ’44
England
Dear Folks.
Received Mrs. Brinkmans nice letter yesterday an one from Emma which had been sent to another unit, by mistake. I also received the picture of Mabel’s family. The kiddies certainly have grown, of course, I’ve never seen Rose Marie before. It certainly was a grand picture. One day this week I received the county paper with pops picture on it. I cut it out and pasted it on the wall. One day I received three letters from Eloise.
Yesterday afternoon I went into town and attended the movies, ate supper at the Red Cross and attended a dance in the evening. It’s the first I had been into town on my own for a long time.
Will Lauren be going into service soon? If he does, will Frances Mary and Larry move home?
Well folks as usual, news is scarce, so good luck and wishing you the best of everything.
With Much Love,
Byron


4 May ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Today brought me four letters, Emma’s, Garnet’s, Frances Mary’s and Eloise’s. I can hardly wait until I get F.M. picture. Yes! Mother, I received Mrs. Cheneys sisters picture, but I’m to busy to visit her at this time. While I’m thinking of it, please send me Uncle Dave’s, son’s address. Has she ever remarried? What was her first name. Just in case. You should have taken Eloise along to Montpelier when you and Kenny visited there.
Mom, I certainly enjoy your letters, but please use a darker lead pencil or pen, as the last couple were so light that I had difficulty in reading them. And you know I don’t want to miss anything.
I’m CP to-day and it is now 9:30 P.M. and things have quieted down, as I shall attempt to write a few letters.
F.M. was wondering about my insurance, yes, mother take the money out of my account and buy it up. The insurance book is in my box.
I can hardly find enough news to fill this letter, how will I be able to write any more?
Well folks good luck and God bless you,
With Love,
Byron


7 April ’44
England
Dear Mother –
By the time you receive this letter, Mother’s Day will have past by, but I’m assuring you that my thoughts will be with you each hour of the day.
Several of the boys attended the Methodist church, in a nearby town, this morning. This afternoon I’m invited to a tea, at the Hughes They called last nite and said that they had received a letter from Eloise.
Yesterday, I sent home sixty dollars. Let me know when you get it.
To-day is a beautiful day. its now 2:30 P.M. and we just finished taking some pictures, but it takes nearly six or eight weeks to have them developed.
The picture Marcille sent me of Mabels kiddies was certainly a beauty. I’m sorry I haven’t a very good place to keep it. I am was glad to see Rose Marie.
I think I’ll take a short nap before going to the Hughes’ home, as I’ll sign off for this time.
……… received two letters from Eloise, one from Fredia and one from Emma.
With much Love,
Byron



12 March ’44
Dear Dad –
I received your letter dated Feb. 7th just yesterday, March 11th. I hope you don’t think that you are being neglected by not receiving more letters from me, but I write home almost all the news that I dare.
The 160 acre farm that you mentioned, is that the one you told me about, when I was last home on furlough?
As far as the political situation is concerned, we just don’t have much time to discuss it. I hear both pro and con. I think that whatever the boys were when they entered the service, they still hold fast to their same ideas. The things that make them feel bad, is when they read of strikes and the wages the boys are making back home. I wish you all the luck in the world, but don’t spend to much on the campaign.
I’ll be following in Harry Knysley’s footsteps soon.
Well pop, don’t worry about me, for I’ll get by somehow. Give my love to mother,
With Love,
Byron
P.S. Happy Birthday.



19 May ’44
Dear Folks –
I haven’t been able to write for the last few days, as I have been very busy. If at any time my mail should stop coming your way, for a short time, please do not become alarmed, as the reason will be that I am just too busy to write.
Tell Eloise that I have no additional news, so I shall not be writing for a few days.
How is everything at home? I haven’t received any news for a few days.
Well I have a rifle to clean yet to-nite, so I shall sign off for now.
Love to you all,
Byron



27 May ’44
Dear Folks –
I haven’t any news, but just a note to assure you that I’m O.K.
If the intervals between my letters should be longer than you think they should be, just don’t become alarmed. The reason will be that I am just to busy to write.
Just follow the news in the papers and over the radio and you will have a fair idea of whats happening.
Had a busy day to-day, including doing a weeks washing.
Please give my love to all, and remember me in your prayers.
Wishing you fine health and all the happiness in the world.
With Love,
Byron



30 May ’44
Dear Dad and Mother –
Yesterday I received eight letters, to-day none. From what I gather from your letters, you must be very busy.
You still remember what outfit I’m in, don’t you? Look in the photo book mother started, and listen for the news by radio.
Yes, mother, Hughes received your letter and was very pleased with it. I had written Eloise that they received it.
Your letters are rather confusing. Is Marcille now married?
Well I had better close for now, as I just have to much on my mind and I can’t think straight.
Wishing you all God’s blessing.
With Love,
Byron



12 June ’44
France
Dear Mother, Dad and All –
I have seen [CENSORED] here in France. We are doing O.K. I thank God that I have been reared in a Christian home, as He above has given me much comfort.
Please do not worry, as I know your prayers shall be answered. I assure you that I am well.
Please convey this message to Eloise, and give her my love.
With all my Love,
Byron



France
20/6/44
Dear Folks –
You perhaps know by now that I have been in combat. I hav3 seen much sorrow but yet I have much, for which to be thankful.
I have a lot of which I would like to tell you, but deem it unwise to say much at this time.
I assure you I am well, and please don’t worry “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” Psalm 46:1.
Please tell the Brinkman’s, Emma and Bert, F.M., Fredia, Mabel, Marcille and Kenny to continue to write me, even if I do not find time to answer them. Tell grandma Frease, and Mr. and Mrs. Higgins. I send my regards and my love to you and Eloise,
Please do not worry as I’m O.K.
With All my Love,
Byron



France
15 June ’44
Dear Mother, Dad and All,
I mailed Eloise a letter last nite but I think I forgot to date it, so in case she is curious you can tell her.
I suppose everyone in the States has their ears glued to the radio. That’s where you will have to get your news, as mums the word at this time.
Well, Dad and Mother, please don’t worry, as it doesn’t help matters.
I assure you I’m O.K.
Love to All,
Byron



France
23 June ’44
Dear Folks –
I have been awaiting mail for several days and today brought me six letters. Two from Emma, two from Eloise, one from Mabel and one from you, mother.
Emma mentioned strawberries, Gee they certainly must be good. Any fruit would taste good to me. Of course now, what little we get cooked, we have to do ourselves, altho we get by pretty well.
How fortunate you are that you can eat and sleep in peace. One has no idea what war is like until they take part in one. However I’m getting along O.K. and looking up.
Please don’t worry, as I’m well, and give my love to all.
With much Love,
Byron



France
1 July ’44
Dear Dad and Mother,
Have been wanting to write you for a couple of days but just never seemed to have the time.
I suppose you have been getting the news from the papers and radio, about our unit as many of the folks have written the boys here, that our unit is getting much publicity.
How thankful I am to have a home to go to after this earthly turmoil is over, as the cities here are nothing but a heap of rocks, once we pass throu them. War is hell, as you have always heard but God willing I shall come through O.K.
I haven’t received F.M. picture or the film and don’t expect them as yet, as no packages are coming through at present, however our mail is coming through O.K.
Sending my love to all,
With Love,
Byron



France
7 July ’44
Dear Folks –
At present, I’m stationed in the rear and things are quite. It rains one moment and shining sun the next.
I’ve mailed you a portion of a parachute. Its not quite a half, so you can see how large they really are. I think they are pure silk. Some are white and some green. Do what you like with it. The landscape of Normandy was littered with thousands upon thousands of them. So I suppose every lady here about will have a new silk dress, but after four years of being overrun by Germans, I guess they deserve a break. The civilians treat us swell and my two years of French comes in handy. Fourteen or fifteen years ago while sitting in my French class, little did I realize that some day I might use that language.
Today brought me three letters from Eloise, one from F.M. and a card from Carmen and Perk.
I guess there isn’t much news that I can write about, so good luck, God bless you and please don’t worry.
With all my Love,
Byron



22 July ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Things have been happening fast, which accounts for me not writing you more often. So I ask forgiveness. Did you receive my cable gram?
We were given a leave, I guess to help forget, and so Steve my buddie from Warren, Ohio and myself took a tour of England. We went to Sherborne, then to Cardiff, Wales, then to Birmingham, then to Leeds and on to Harogate, to spend some time with the Hughes daughter and son-in-law. Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Ellis. He is a Flight officer in the British Air Corp. We had such a splendid time, that I did forget the war for a little while.
Please don’t let the papers mislead you.
I had written the Gubens a letter June 12th but was unable to send it until I had received word that the family had been notified. I will mail it to-day. very sad, but one of many.
I’ll be looking like a Christmas tree soon. We can now place a bronze star on our ETO ribbon and we have been cited by the president, which gave us another ribbon, a ---------- -------------- one to wear on our right side.
I never did receive the picture F.M. sent. Tell Fredia I thank her very much for being so faithful in her writing. Did you have a good time at the lake?
With Love,
Byron
P.S. Mother, please write larger when writing me. Thank you.



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4 Aug. ’44
England
Dear Folks -
Things have quieted down somewhat and we are now back to normal army routine. I feel O.K. only outsiders tell me I have aged a lot in the last few months. Its rather amusing.
I have wired $75.00 to-day, so let me know when you receive it.
Steve’s girl friends sister, is a nurse stationed here in England. She is also from Warren. I have met her several times. The other day she paid us a surprise visit, so Steve and I each got a twenty four hour pass. We had a nice time.
It seems strange, but we wear our wool OD’s all summer. It never gets hot like at home, altho to-day is a nice warm day. Tomatoes and even grapes and peaches are grown in green houses, they will not thrive in the open.
It’s a wonder I get so much mail as I do, as I never write very much. You have all been very faithful, I received a card from Lauren’s folks, and a letter from Kenny since he has been transferred. Lucky -----.
Call Jo and Tim and tell them I’m thinking of them.
Love to all,
Byron


9 Aug. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
I’m working a few hours this evening, so shall dash of a few lines before I start and answer a few of your questions. Yes I receive letters from Marcille quite frequently and about she getting married, I didn’t know what to say. Its certainly a lot to take into consideration at a time like this. I guess she is old enough to be her own judge, but I’ve seen some of my good buddies fall and leave wives and children. Did Mrs. Gerken ever get my letter?
I’ve received he two cute little boxes of candy one from Fredia and the one from you. Thanks a lot. I could use some more pop corn if I had it now, but if you would mail it now, we perhaps wouldn’t be here by the time it reached England. I don’t know what to write , so you please ask the questions and I’ll answer them if I can.
I was surprised to learn that Mabel’s sold the home. I received her letter to-day. To-day also brought mail from Eloise and Aunt Bertha. I never mention all the mail I get. Fredia is very faithful, also Emma, but she sliped by without writing this week. The Boys are waiting for me to go to work, so must close,
With All my Love,
Byron




16 Aug ’44
England
Dear Folks –
Today brought me four letters. One each from Garnet, Mabel, Eloise, and the Gerkens. Can you keep a secret? Let no one read this. While on the other side, I took a picture of Wilburs grave, but the Gerkens must never know as yet, for fear the pictures might not be good, so I don’t have them developed as yet and it would be a disappointment to them if they didn’t turn out O.K. It may be months before I get them. I do hope they come out O.K. It would be such a consolation for them.
Did you like the green material? What are you going to do with it? Garnet said she would like a snip of it. I have been putting in long hours and even now its going on [CENSORED] and still light. I also received my July 5th Northwest this evening, so shall sign off and read it.

P.S. Yes mother I always forget to tell you. I received the snaps that you sent. Thanks a million. Your a real pal.

With All My Love,
Byron




23 Aug. 44
England
Dear Folks –
My mail is slacking off the last few days. To-day brought me a long letter from Kenny. He certainly is fortunate.
Tell pop I voted Monday and sent out my ballot.
I’ve moved into another room now. There are only six in the room besides myself. One each from the following States. Michigan, Ohio, Penn., Virginia, Tenn, and Mass. Oh yes, and me from Napoleon.
Yesterday I received letters from Fredia and Frances Mary.
I’m thinking of Emma and Bert tonite because one of the boys in my room is varnishing his guitar. I’d appreciate it if you would have Otto Brinkman paint my statues. Have Nora look at them and see what suggestion she has. Gee the progress of the war looks good, doesn’t it?
With Love,
Byron


27 Aug. ’44
Dear Folks –
This is Sunday afternoon. This morning I attended church in town. When we returned, we had a big chicken dinner awaiting us. This evening Steve and I are going to visit the Hughes. His girl friends sister is a nurse here in England and in a few days she is coming to visit him. I think Steve and I shall get a day or two leave. She has been here once before and stays at the Hughes, each visit.
Mail has been rather slack, or maybe it just seems so. I received F.M. letter this noon. Please give this address of Steve’s sister, to Fredia. She is married and has two children. They are Catholic and her husband is in the Navy. Mrs. Woodie Cousino, 721 Cass St., Monroe, Michigan. Her name is Kay.
How do you like my new stationery? By the way, you can send air mail letters instead of V-mail, if you like. They both get here about the same time. The Fay Bien – Crain Rien on the emblem means, Do Good – Fear Nothing. The plumbbob in the center is for Engineers and the rest stands for Air Corp.
9 P.M. Just returned from Hughes we had tea and a very nice chat.
Give my Love to All,
Byron



30 Aug. ’44
England
Dear Folks –
It is late and I must get to bed, but have decided to drop you a few lines. I just returned from a twenty four hour pass. I had a very nice time. By the way, I have often wished I had Emma’s Aunts’ address. I might look her up. Yes, I often think that I would like to visit her autn, if she is anything like Emma. She must be close to ninety, isn’t she?
I missed mail call today, so I don’t know if I had any mail. Mail has seemed rather scarce. I guess every one at home is also, busy. Mother, thanks a lot for your letters. I look forward to your weekly visits. I certainly appreciate them. I received a North-west News last nite, but haven’t had time to read it.
Will close wishing you heaps of happiness.
With Love,
Byron



2 Sept. ’44
England –
Dear Mother and Dad –
I have letters lying here infront of me from Eloise, Fredia, Emma, Carmine and pop. Fredia said she canned 145 qts of peaches. Gee, I sure wish I had one right off the tree. We get canned fruit but the only fresh fruit I have had this summer was a couple plums and even then I felt that I was robbing the civilians. There is very little fruit here.
Desutters have a tree of plums in their yard and they sure have a nice home.
We have been very busy and I haven’t much news. My mind seems to be blank at this moment. Oh yes, I wish you and mother could have seen Desutters home. It sure is nice.
I ask that you remember the boys at the fighting fronts, as they need spiritual, as well as physical strength, at this turning point of the war.
Please give Eloise my love,
With Love,
Byron



England
11 Sept. ’44
Dear Folks –
I had a very nice week end. Steves friend came to visit us. She stayed at the Hughes. We had an afternoon and evening pass both Saturday and Sunday. Sunday afternoon we took a boat ride on the Thames river. It was a beautiful day and we had a nice time. We took some pictures but it takes months to get them developed, censored, etc. I am enclosing some snaps that were taken in May. I just received them. It takes that long to go through all the red tape. I hope you like them. I have two of myself only, so please give one of them to Eloise.
Saturday I received two letters from Eloise and one from Fredia. Sunday, I received letters from Emma and Marcille, to-day a paper, only.
I certainly would like to help you get ride of some of those musk mellons. They must not grow them here. At least I’ve never seen them. At the Hughes, last evening, I had al the mushrooms I could eat. They tasted something like egg plant.
Please give my love to all, I just can’t make myself write more letters.
With All My Love,
Byron

P.S. I’m thinking of you both, every minute of the day.



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England
17 Sept. ’44
Dear Folks –
Another historical day. No doubt you have had your ears to the radio most of the day.
Mail seems very scare. Haven’t had any for two days, except a paper. I received the package several days ago. Thank every one who was responsible for sending it. Thank grandma Frease. I understand she packed it and did a fine job.
You have been misinformed about having to request, packages for Christmas. However I only want food and nothing else, Anything else would only be extra baggage.
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be by Christmas time. I may e spending it, eating rice.
I wish I could think of something interesting to tell you but my mind is in a state of confusion. This is indeed a strange world. One is called upon to do things that he has always been taught, is wrong. However we much fight for God and country. I pray this earthy turmoil shall soon draw to a close and we shall be able to return to our homes. So much for that.
I haven’t the time to write Mrs. Brinkman to-nite, so please give her this message. She was asking me if I went to many parties.

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I sure get around places. I’m invited to a party to be held in a couple of weeks and we are going rowing, you know what I mean, rowing on the river. Don’t forget to tell mother Brinkman how I enjoy her letters.
I may not be writing very often for a while but never worry, just busy. The Hughes’ are now on a vacation. Did you ever receive the pictures?
I intend to write Kenny tonite yet, so will end this letter. Is Marcille married yet?
Hoping this finds you all well.

With Love,
Byron
P.S. Send me some films
No. 616.
Flash!!! Today the black-out if lifted
and we now have dim-out.





20 Sept. ’44
Dear Folks –
Yes, I know it, you have been worrying again. Sorry I haven’t written sooner. Please let me do the worrying if there is any to be done. I think I’ll know when to do the worrying. Things are looking pretty good aren’t they?
You ask me what I want for Christmas. Well, you can always send me some films for my camera. Size 616.
Received a nice long letter from Mother Brinkman and letters each from Emma Fredia, Rev. Zschoche, Eloise and you, mother.
Gee, I could sure go for those marshmallows, you were telling about, but I don’t care much for watermellon.
I intend to drop Eloise a line to-nite yet, so must close.
Please give my love to all.
With Love,
Byron

P.S. Did Emma ever receive the “Yank” magazine I sent her?




England
Dear Folks –
Boy, this has been a busy and eventful week. Now for a big surprise. Yesterday, the 27th, I was best man at a very beautiful, white, church wedding. The lucky fellow is a close friend of mine. He is Tech. Sgt. Art. Ulrich, from Indiana and she is a charming English lass, living near here. In months to come, you will receive pictures of the wedding, and to think that Marcille choose the same day for here wedding. My mind was in Salt Lake City, every once in a while that day. The reception was lovely, drinks by the galore but of course food was a little scarce. It may sound strange, but you know not what rationing is.
Things, are happening fast but never worry, it seems like I just carry on from day to day, never knowing what shall happen next but I thank God I have always been very fortunate.
I am unable to write everyone that I would like to, so please give them my best regards. I am enclosing two presents. Please give them to Mr. and Mrs. Gerkin. They are the ones I have mentioned to you.
Amost an identical one appeared in our Stars and Stripes paper I while back.
I do hope Kenny stays where he is, altho if he should cross, he would never have to tread in my footsteps.
It has been quite cool. Lovely dahlia weather and do they have swell ones. I’ve never seen such beautiful ones grown with such little care. The mums are now coming into bloom.
Mother, please don’t work to hard on your new job. You could have knocked me over with a feather when I heard you were helping out at the factory.
I must write a couple more letters, so in closing, I wish you both best of health and happiness.
With Love,
Byron



England
30 Sept. ’44
Dear Folks –
This has certainly been a busy week. I’m even working tomorrow. I took two flights, and was best man at a large wedding, on top of my normal duties, so you can see that I have been busy. I shall soon be doing what Mabel and Otto just did.
I have sent you a couple of snaps for Mrs. Gerken. I hope you get them O.K. I have a lot of other pictures but will not be able to send them. I’ll bring them with me, a year from this coming Christmas. No, I hope I’ll be home before that.
I’ve been waiting on Marcilles address. Please send it to me, also send me Doris Mohler’s address. I might be able to look him up.
Sending my love to all,
Your Son,
Byron


England
9 Oct. ’44
Dear Folks –
I’ve been sitting here now for nearly a half hour and I don’t know what to write. I’ve written Eloise all about the good time we had over the weekend and I know she will let you read her letter.
I’m enclosing a picture of the wedding that was in the city paper. The real photo will follow later. They certainly make a nice couple
I took another glider flight to-day. I guess I’ve traveled nearly every mode of transportation except submarine. Shall I try that? No, don’t worry I don’t think I’d like that either.
Give my best regards to all.
With Love,
Byron


England
13 Oct. ’44
Dear Folks –
I have letters here in front of me, from Freda Emma, Mrs. Brinkman, Mother and Eloise. I can’t write to all altho I appreciate these letters and would feel lost without these weekly visits. I guess I’m just expecting to much.
I’m glad you liked the pictures. Did you receive the ones for Mrs. Gerken? She perhaps would like the negatives but I’m unable to send them, so shall bring them with me, if possible, when I return. You spoke of me sending films home. We aren’t able to send them home, its strictly again rules.
Mother Brinkman wrote me a six page letter. She certainly is faithful.
Enclosed is a clipping form our “Stars and Stripes” paper
With All my Love,
Byron


England
23 Oct. ’44
Dear Folks –
I had a lovely quite week end. Rhona and Jack, the Hughes daughter and son-in-law are home on a leave, so Sgt. Hodel and myself spent Saturday and Sunday with them. We had a grand time popping pop corn in the fireplace and freezing the ice cream, you sent me some time back. It was swell. It was also nice to forget the army routine for a little while. Thursday two Ohio nurses, who are friends of Steve’s are coming to spend a leave with the Hughes. We expect to see them. Today Russell called me and said that it was U.S.A. week at these home, as a lady from Hollywood California was also coming to visit them for a few days. I have never met her but her son was born in England and is a Lt. in the British Army. I know him quite well as he was wounded a while back and recuperated at the Hughes. His brother is a prisoner of war. SO you see the Hughes really hold open house.
I haven’t received any mail for three days. Did you get the pictures for Mrs. Gerken? Excuse change in ink. We use which ever is the handyest.
I have been very busy here of late. You will have to read between the lines. The chestnuts are beginning to fall and the holly is lovely with its red berries. It makes one rather homesick because it reminds us of Christmas. Its been several years since I’ve spent Christmas at home.
The radio sounds good just now, so I shall sign off and listen to radio and read.
My Love to you All,
Byron



England
1 Nov. ’44
Dear Folks –
How the time flies. I can’t remember when I have last written to you. I hope it hasn’t been as long as it seems, to me.
I just finished addressing ten Christmas cards. I don’t know just when I’ll drop them in the mail. I’m not sending many this season. I’ve already received five greetings, Some from Elosie’s people and one from Mrs. Deventhal.
I sure thank you for Doris and Dwights addresses. It was sure to bad for Boucher but I can understand. Why was Bob Rieser in the Hospital?
Mother, I received you Air mail letter yesterday and I like it so much better than a V-mail. It makes one seem that we are now closer together. Yes, mother your family is certainly scattered in body but not in spirit. I know we all think of home daily. Marcille in Utah, Kenny in Washington and myself just here but we pray that we shall have a reunion in the not to distant future.
I never cared much for grapes, while home, but when they are now mentioned in letters, my mouth waters. Yes indeed any fruit. Very little fruit is raised here, and what little there is, is for civilian consumption. A little bird told me you have sent some apples. Your really an angel.
Out of ink again. Well folks, everything is as good as can be expected, so please don’t worry.
Please give my regards to the rest.
With Love,
Byron



England
13 Nov. ’44
Dear Mother and Dad –
I have been wanting to write you sooner but it seemed like there was something to conflict with my writing each evening. Even tonite I began to give up hopes of writing, as I went to the P.X. to draw my rations and I had to stand in line nearly two hours. That’s the Army, just one long wait.
I just droped a Christmas greeting to the Gerkens and included a handkerchief made from a historical parachute. I received a letter from them this week.
I’m Jay’s sponsor, so please buy him something for Christmas form my allotment. I sent home $175.00 a while back. One of $100.00 and one of $75.00. have you ever received either of them? Please always leave me know when you receive them. I’ve sent Eloise two gifts. Has she ever received them? Yesterday, I received a large box from the Brinkmans containing a heap of peanuts. Please call her and thank them for me. They are so kind.
Saturday afternoon I went up town and got a haircut at the Red Cross, then went shopping for some “thank you” cards thinking I wouldn’t have to write so many letters of thanks for the packages I hear are on the way, but I couldn’t find any. They just don’t have them. I then went to the show, ate supper at the Red Cross and finished out the evening with Sgt. Ulrich and his wife. She told me that she had written Eloise a letter. Sunday Sgt. Hodel and myself journeyed to London. Tomorrow evening we are having a little party at the home of Sgt. Ulrich wifes folks. Her brother who has just turned nineteen, is entering his majesties forces. You shall have the privilege of meeting her, as she is going to make the States her home, after the war.
Gee, can you imagine this, me starting a third page? Did Eloise ever receive a letter from Jack and Rhona Ellis? Please give Marcille, Kenny and all the rest, near and dear to me, all the news that you think they might be interested in. I think I’m lucky if I get a letter off to you and Eloise, each week.
There are just to many in here now “shootin the bull,” so must close.
My Love to you All,
Byron

P.S. Mother you’re an Angel, writing me those interesting letters. I’d certainly be lost without your weekly visit.



England
22 Nov. ’44
Dear Dad and Mother –
The last letter I have received from the States was dated Nov. 6th. The only package received so far, was from the Brinkmans. Circumstances have arison whereby I don’t expect any mail for several days yet. I guess I’ll get it all at once.
Received a letter from Emma the other day and she said she just finished canning her kraut. I wish these Krauts were all canned.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I really have a lot to be thankful for, but it just doesn’t seem like Thanksgiving. Of course, thanksgiving isn’t celebrated over here but the Hughes have ordered a turkey for Christmas. They have to pay five pounds for it. Isn’t that awful. Oh I forgot, maybe you don’t know how much that is. Its twenty dollars.
Steve and I aren’t together just now. Does Fredia ever write his sister? Honigman isn’t with me either just now. Does Eloise ever write his wife?
Well I’ve been at this letter exactly one hour and haven’t written much yet. I think I shall sign off and polish my boots. I think I’ll be able to spend part of the day at the Hughes.
With all my Love,
Byron



England
29 Nov. ’44
Dear Folks –
I have been putting off writing to you, as news is very scarce. If Eloise would continue to write Margerite, in Cleveland, she could give her some news of interest.
I expect to meet Doris soon. I hope it can be arranged.
I haven’t received any mail from home, since the 6th of the month, and conditions now exist whereby I don’t expect any, for some time yet. The only package I’ve received thus far, is the one from the Brinkmans. It was certainly swell of them, to send me that package.
How I wish I had some 616 films. I have a camera and no films.
I’ll perhaps have a lot of mail when I catch up with it, or it with me and then I’ll have something to write about.
I’m in best of health and I wish you both, best of health and happiness.
With Love,
Byron



Somewhere-in-France
Dec. 6 – 1944
Dear Folks –
I’ve finally caught up with my mail. To-nite I just finished reading twelve letters and opening Christmas boxes from Eloise and Mother Higgins, also I received a book from the church. The letters ranged from Oct. 25th to Nov. 25th.
Yes, I indeed had a typical Thanksgiving, dinner, but some of my buddies were not as fortunate as myself. Please let me give you the right “dope.” Four of my letters tonite contained a question, asking when I was wounded. Why does everyone think that? I am perfectly healthy. Yes mother, I received the box containing the clippers. Thanks a million. Also thank Mother Higgins and Eloise for the kindness shown me by sending me such lovely boxes.
I’m sorry, but I just can’t write letters. If I write Eloise and you folks, I feel that I have really accomplished something.
Yesterday I got my first birdseye view of Eiffel Tower.
The water that I had on the stone heating is now boiling, so I’ll close and go take a shave.
It certainly is great to see a lot of the old faces, after an absence of three months.
Gee these stuffed dates and cookies certainly hit the spot.
Hoping this earthly turmoil shall soon cease and I can once more lead a normal life.
Love to you Both.
Byron


France
12 Dec. ’44
Dear Folks –
Just must drop you a line to let you know that I received the box you sent. Yes mother thanks a million, for the films. I received the box that contained three rolls of film and the swell peanut brittle, plus a lot of other sweets.
Enclosed is a map that I just cut from our “Stars and Stripes.” I know that Pop and Uncle Dave will be interested in it.
Let me know what branch of service Dwight is entering. I hope he will like the Army routine. I think he’s the type that will like it better than I do.
I’ll close now and continue to nibble on the peanut brittle.
With all my Love,
Byron
P.S. It certainly doesn’t seem like Christmas.
I feel about the same as you said Dwight Mohler, did.


29 Dec. ’44
Belgium
Dear Mother and Dad –
Just a note to assure you that I’m in perfect health. By the Grace of God, I have successfully come through a siege of Hell. You perhaps by this time have a good idea as to where-a-bouts.
We didn’t have time to observe Christmas, outwardly, but now the tide has changed and we are all very thoughtful.
I hope everyone at home had a very Merry Christmas. We’ll have our Christmas whenever our our packages catch up with us.
How does Dwight like Army life?
Please give my love to Eloise, as I shall not be writing for a few days.
Sending my Love to All –
Byron


Belgium
2 Jan. ’44 [45]
Dear Folks –
Since I have been here, I’ve received the following mail. Letters from Eloise, Mother Brinkman, Mom, Jo and Tom, and Emma, Cards from Eloise, Eleanor and Stan, F.M. and Lauren and the beautiful Christmas poem from Mother Higgins.
Enclosed are a couple clippings taken from our “Stars and Stripes” paper. I shall eat cut my letter short as the articles speak for themselves.
I’m awaiting to hear what kind of a Christmas you had. I hope everyone had a good time.
Mother why don’t you sell the cattle and take life easy? After seeing over and over again, how quickly one can lose the earthly goods, I think its useless to work your fingers to the bone. Just because they are my cattle, don’t feel that you should keep them until I return. Its my desire that you sell them, since prices are pretty high anyway and take it easy. However use your own judgement.
I wish I could tell you more but mums the word.
I’m in perfect health and God willing I shall remain so.
Love to All,
Byron



Belgium
14 Jan. ’45
Dear Folks –
Sorry I haven’t written sooner but have just been to busy.
I have been very fortunate in that I have been able to enjoy the comforts of a Belgium home a few nights. My two years of French comes in pretty handy, as nearly everyone here talks French.
I’ve received packages from Mrs. Gerken, Joe Farleys, and Eloise. Sorry I haven’t the ambition to write each of them at this time. Perhaps a little later. Yesterday I received a twenty-five dollar money order from the tomatoe factory, for a Christmas present. Not bad, is it?
I’m safe and in good health, so please don’t worry.
My Love to All,
Byron


France
23, Jan ’45
Dear Dad and Mother –
Just a note at this time to let you know that I am O.K. and very busy. The situation looks good, doesn’t it?
Tell Uncle Dave that this evening, I am the distant of Napoleon to Wauseon, from my aunt. I received a grand box from Marie and Joe Farley but I haven’t touched it yet. The last mail I have received from home was dated Dec. 31th and it was from Emma.
Tell Eloise to please forgive me for not writing more often. I hope she understands, and I know she will. Also please let Marcille and Kenny know that I’m O.K.
I received a letter from Doris but censorship prohibits his giving me his location. Please let me know what ton he is near. He wants me to visit him and he thinks that you have already informed me of his location.
My Love to You All,
Byron


France
2 Feb. ’45
Dear Folks –
At last I can tell you where I spent Christmas. To-day I received a letter containing the clippings. Yes I was in Bastonge, through all of it, so you can see I didn’t have a very peaceful Christmas, but a thankful one.
I’m now thirty miles from my Aunt, living in a private home, with three elderly people. Two speak german and on e French. I can get along pretty well on the limited amount of French I know, but I’m sunk when it comes to german.
To-day brought me letters from De Nelda, Eloise, Mabel, Marcille, Brinkmans, and one each from each of you.
I’m now in the same Army as Doris, I think.
Heavens only knows when I’ll get home, but please don’t worry, I make it sometime.
Love to you Both,
Byron

P.S. This is the title we have gained.
“The Battling, Battered, Bastards of
the Bastion of Bastogne.”


France
5 Feb. ’45
Dear Folks –
Mail is rather scarce, the last few days. Friday I am wiring home some money, so please let me know, as soon as you receive it. I also have mailed to you a souvenir or Bastogne. I hope it gets through O.K. as I indeed prize if. I’ve also ordered, for you mother, and also for Eloise, each a special pin, which is the emblem of my Division, and my glider wings. It will be sent to you direct from a factory in the States. It perhaps will be a month or so but I know you will like them.
Everyday is just another day but yesterday (Sunday) I worked until 5:30 and attended Divine services at 6:30, the first service I have been able to attend for nearly three months.
Yesterday was a queer day. I was riding in a Jeep all day. The 2nd was Mabels birthday and mine shall soon be here once more. How many more must I spend in the Army? I’ve spent three already.
Conditions look bright now so here’s hoping.
With Love,
Byron




France
Dear Folks –
I’m still at the same place, since I last have written you. yesterday brought me two letters from Emma, one from Fredia and one from Eloise. I understand a truck load of mail just arrived, so I’m expecting a quite a bit this evening. We now have our office set up pretty well and myself and three other fellows from my section (Supply Section) are sharing a room in a private home. You can’t find us for feathers, on top and bottom. The room is terribly cold and no lights but after you get in bed, you are all set.
Last nite, I worked all nite, up until 4:00 A.M. and then I slept almost until eleven.
Must get to work, so I’ll close and drop Eloise a line as soon as I get time.
With Love,
Byron



France
8 Feb. ’45
Dear Folks –
A good friend of mine, T/Sgt. Fredrick Berneth, my section leader and bid partner, will be visiting his parents, is La Porte, Indiana, in about three weeks. He expects to contact you but if he is impossible to do so, perhaps you can write him and make arrangements to drive to Indiana. His wife and baby live in New Orleans, La, but I think they will all be in Indiana, at that time. He has never seen his little girl. I know you will make a special effort to see him and get the lowdown. He and his wife and baby would perhaps come to Napoleon and could be entertained by Eloise and France Mary and Lauren, but his people don’t have a car. Following, is address of folks in Indiana. 316 Grove St., La Porte, Indiana and his wife’s address, 4921 S. Pricur St. New Orleans 15, La. I do hope you will meet him.
Love,
Byron

P.S. A letter from Marcille today.



France
12 Feb. ’43 [45]
Dear Folks –
Just a note to let you know that I received three packages to-day. The one from you mother, one from Fredia and one from Eleanor and Stan. Everything came through pretty well except the apples, but Eloise that did come through O.K. were certainly good. Thanks mother for yours, including the films and please thank Frida. Send me Dwights address. I would like to write to him. He sent me a Christmas card but I’ve lost it. Gee Frida that fruit cake certainly looks good. I’m eating apples tonite and we will cut the fruit cake tomorrow nite.
Everything here is O.K.
My Love to you All,
Byron


France
19 Feb. 45
Dear Folks –
To0day is my birthday and how I wish I were home, Mother I received the pictures you sent and they made me very happy. You look as sweet as ever. That was certainly a swell, natural snap. Thanks a million. I received many Birthday cards.
I have certainly been busy since Sgt. Bernth left. I do hope you get to see him.
By the way mother, do my monthly allotments come thru O.K.? Have you received the extra large additional check?
Do you remember the review you saw, shortly before I left the States. I doubt if a fourth of them are now left. I wish I could understand German better. The town cryer is busy yelling now.
Well good nite everyone. Everything here is O.K.
With Love,
Byron



Feb. 21st 1945
Hello Anne + Chris,
I want to take this opportunity to thank you very much for your Christmas card and wishes for the New Year. So far everything has been fine. We had a wonderful dinner for Christmas and New Years day. We are living in house now in a village and its really appreciated, after leaving tents and mud. The weather has been wonderful, and we all pray that it continues being fair, so our airplanes can fly. I wrote Byron a couple of times, but I can realize how busy he is, and his daily procedure is rough, so I don’t feel hurt by not receiving a letter to much. I wish you wouldn’t wory its rough, and hell all over I know, but you mothers have to realize that God is beside each and every one of us. We to had a job today that couldn’t be left until it was finished such strain + efforts made it possible for these few extra having of leisure.
Love Junior.


France
Feb. 26, 1945
Dear Friends,
I will write you a few lines in answer to your Valentine. We had a very nice mail yester-day. I received 25 letters. Several of them was Valentines. It makes a person feel good to know he still has friends back home think of him. I hear you folks has had a real winter this year. You sure have had your share of snow. We had over two feet but it only stayed four weeks. We still have very cold nights. The snow warms up in the day time. The farmers are doing a lot of plowing. I guess e will all be ready for summer. We all hope this summer will bring and end to this war.
So long.
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France
1 March ’45
Dear Folks –
To-day I received a letter from each of you, dated Feb 19th and 20th. I also received a letter from Stan and Eleanor. Mother, you want me to request something for you to send. I thank you just the same, but just continue to send me your weekly letters and I’ll be more than satisfied. Your a dear for being so faithful. I’d be lost without your weekly visit, by mail.
It has been nearly four months since I last have had on my blouse, or in other words since I have been dressed to go on a pass, altho I expect to get a pass in the near future.
I have wired home another hundred dollars or five thousand francs. Mother, let me know what the status of my bank account now it. I know what I have in Postal Savings, just let me know of my bank account. When I get home, I expect to spend of couple of months, just resting.
Everything here is O.K. we are now back where things are quite, altho we are quite busy. It wasn’t quite so quite on my birthday.
With All my Love,
Byron

P.S. Received a letter from Helen and Herald.



France
6 March ’45
Dear Mom –
I haven’t time to write to nite but I want to get the enclosed gift on its way, so that you will receive it by Easter. I hope you like it. wishing you and dad each a Happy Easter.
With Love,
Byron
P.S. Please give the other one to Frida.



Belgium
6 March ’44
Dear Folks –
Just a note at this time. I am spending a short leave here in Brussels, and having a fine time. A group of us came in and we are staying at something like a rest camp. You often see pictures of similar settings in the Life magazine. I had my choice of going to Paris or Brussels. I’ll go on to Paris later.
The boys are ready to scram, so I’ll write more later.
Love,
Byron

P.S. Have you seen Sgt. Bernth?


France
11 March ’45
Dear Folks –
This is Sunday, but worked the entire day. However its now nine o’clock and I just returned from a USO Show, starring Marlene Dietrich. It was just a fair show.
Cpl Phillips and myself are now living in a large warehouse connected to our office. We built a small room under the building, just large enough to be comfortable for two and have a little privacy. This evening we mopped the floor and built shelves. I covered my shelf with a piece of red parachute and set out some pictures, including the one of Eloise and myself, Frances Mary, and the one of you mother, where you are holding the pictures of Kenny and myself. I had dads picture from one of the Cards pasted to the wall. I just have no more room for anymore. It certainly adds a homy tough.
Yesterday I received a letter from the Hughes and Wayne Spencer. Today one from Eloise and Emma. I received dads a couple days ago.
Hoping you have seen Sgt. Bernth by the time you receive this letter.
Love to All,
Byron


France
16 March ’45
Dear Mother and Dad –
I really haven’t much news, but my thoughts have been with you so much to-day that I just must write. I am indeed busy since Sgt. Bernth left, as I am doing my work, plus trying to fill his shoes. One of the other fellows in our section, Price Underwood, went to the hospital just a few days after Sgtt. Bernth left and hasn’t returned, as yet.
Last nite we had a company party with all the trimmings, a fine orchestra, champagne, ice cream, cakes and plenty of women, WAC’s, British ATS and French civilians.
Mail is certainly off schedule now as I haven’t received any for three days. The V-mail is the only mail that goes by air now. Regular air mail letters now go by ship.
I’m taking a quite a few pictures now but I’m not allowed to send any home at this time. You always tell me to request something, but we get plenty of candy, gum and etc. with our rations now the only items you might send, if you wish, are pop corn and vacuum sealed nuts.
With All my Love,
Byron



France
18 March ’45
Dear Folks –
I’ve received the letter bearing the sad news and I indeed received a shock. I hardly know what to say. She was such a dear one. It won’t seem the same, when I return. It was certainly nice that Eleanor and Stan were home just a short time before.
We now have a Lutheran Chaplian, who holds a special Lutheran service each Sunday, after the other services. I attended this morning. I worked this afternoon and went to the show, after supper, with Sgt. Hould. After the show he came with me to my quarters and Cpl Phillips, he and myself popped corn. We are trying to listen to the news but our radio isn’t much good. We can only get two stations and the reception is poor.
What will Higgins do now that grandmother and Charley are both gone?
I haven’t been receiving much mail here of late. It must be tied up somewhere.
Love to you All,
Byron
P.S. Another Easter in the Service.



France
21 March ’45
Dear Folks –
Mail has been very scarce. Yesterday a letter from you mother and to-day an Ester card from the Reiters with a snap enclosed. Thanks for the pictures of yourself, the Mohlers and the deep snow. They certainly make me wish that I was in Ohio.
Tomorrow morning I am going into Paris, on business. I perhaps shall be there for about three days. It sounds fun, but its never as good as it sounds.
How has Eloise been since grandmother passed away? That certainly was a shock. Did they realize that she was that ill?
A French lady does my laundry and I have just received it. I’ll now put it away, listen to the news, do a little reading and then retire.
With all my Love,
Byron

France
26 March ’45
Dear Folks –
I suppose the airborne landings had you worried once again. Well so far, so good.
Mail certainly seems scarce, maybe its just my amagination. I hope by now, that you have seen Sgt. Bernth. If you have, you perhaps received some real first hand information. He’s certainly a swell fellow, isn’t he? What this outfit needs is a few officers like him. I dare say his standards are much higher than many of our officers, with a few exceptions, of which fortunately my company commander happens to be one. I think our company commander is the only officer that holds the respect of every enlisted man under his command.
Tell Eloise that Joan (Mrs. Ulrich) is quite put out that she hasn’t written to her as yet.
Is dad farming the farm that he bought last year or is he renting it out? How many farms is Clarence taking care of now that Dwight has joined the navy?
Marcille and Bert are certainly fortunate, in getting home so frequently. Does he expect to be stationed in California very long?
Its now 9:30 P.M. and Cpl. Phillips and myself are writing letters while listening to the improvised radio that he has rigged up. We have a fire on the stove and tonite we picked up a little dot and she is streached out infront of the stove. The magpies are makings lot of noise outside our window. I don’t believe we had magpies in the States, do we? Emma would know.
I received nice long letters from Mother Brinkman and the Hughes. Rev. Hughes insists that I just have to pay them another visit before returning to the States. I hope I will be able to. Next Sunday is Easter (April fools day) and believe me I’m not working that day, as Sgt. Ulrich, Cpl. Jeschke and myself are planning on taking communion. There is a special Lutheran communion that day. We three are the only Lutherans in the company that I know of, especially of the Missouri Synod. Sgt. Bernth also is Lutheran, Missouri Synod.
I was fortunate is buying several films for my camera while in Brussels, so I’m taking a few pictures but heavens only knows when I’ll get them developed.
Enclosed are a couple snaps taken almost a year ago. Remember the three prominent wrinkles I had on my forehead? There are a few more there now.
Well, I think I’ve raved on and on enough for one nite, so I’ll close. I had some teeth filled a week or so ago and today one of them fell out. I’m telling you - - - well, Napoleon never was like this.
With Love,
Byron






France 1 April ’45
Dear Folks –
Today I have been very busy, but my few idle moments brought back sad memories. Grandmother Leifer passed away on the first of April. By the time you receive this letter, I expect to be in another country.
Today, Easter Sunday I took time out and went to church services in my work clothes. They had a special Lutheran Communion service. I took communion with Meyers and Badenhop, to gether with about fifty other Lutherans. Inclosed is a copy of the order of service.
Today brought me several letters, from Fredia, Eloise, Mrs. Gerken and yours, mother. Eloise stated that she had sent me a telegram. As of this date, I have never received it.
I’m so glad Marcille and Bert had a leave and also that Sgt. Bernth and his wife paid you all a visit. Was Marcille and Bert home at the time? Did you ever receive that cloth I sent you from Bastogne?
Please excuse my short letters but I just don’t have much news. My Love to you All.
Byron


7 April ’45
Germany
Dear Folks -
I haven’t received any mail for several days but it all stands to reason. Were you surprised when you heard I was in Germany? This isn’t all a bed of roses, although at present I am living in a private home. We had the civilians move out, but they left us some beds, so I’m sleeping in a bed, for a short while.
This is really a hell of a way to live but I figure I’ve been very fortunate. I assure you that I’m O.K. so please never worry.
It’s almost impossible to write much, which would be of interest to you and still pass the censors, so I’ll keep it stored in my head, until I return.
Hoping alls well,
With Love,
Byron


13 April, ’45
Germany
Dear Folks -
Well, here I am, so far safe and sound. The coming of spring makes one wish that he was home. The trees are in full bloom and the pansies and other early blooming flowers, are beautiful. The section we re now in, isn’t as war torn as some I have been in.
The news this morning of the presidents death, was quite stunning.
Yesterday I received an Easter greeting and a handkerchief from Christian Jennings. I also received the one from you, mother.
You perhaps am wondering just where I am located. Please don’t worry, as I’m not on the front lines.
My Love to You All,
Byron

P.S. Thanks for your letter Marcille. I think its grand that you can be home, altho it perhaps is hard to leave Bert. Please write Bert, Kenny and myself often.
Love,
Be-Be



15 April ’45
Germany
Dear Folks -
Sunday afternoon and just another work day, however this afternoon I’m not quite so busy. My boss just left for Brussels and when the cats away, the mice will play. This is a nice sunny day and the civilians are passing up and down the streets, in their Sunday best. They certainly aren’t hurting for a thing after robbing all the other countries of their possessions. We aren’t allowed to say so much as “Good Morning” to them, and which I think is a good thing.
Has Sgt. Bernth started back this way, as yet? Sgt. Ulrich wife in England, received Eloises’ letter and was very pleased. Do you suppose Kenny will be going overseas? I certainly hope he doesn’t.
Well mother and dad, please don’t work to hard and I hope and pray we shall soon be together once more.
With Love,
Byron

Germany-
29 April 45
Dear Folks -
Just a line at this time, to let you know that I’m O.K. Sorry I haven’t written sooner but it was just impossible. I know you understand.
Things are pretty interesting just now, something new all the time.
I can’t think of much more to write, that would pass the censor, so I’ll sign off.
With All my Love,
Byron


Germany
8 May ’45
Dear Dad and Mother -
So they tell us to-day is VE day. There is no celebrating, as I guess its only on paper, as there is, and still will be some fanaticsthat will have to be wiped out. Its just another day to me, however I think its another step towards coming home. Tell mother Brinkman she has our geographic location pretty well worked out.
Mother, I’m sorry I couldn’t do better but please accept this as a mother’s day note. I was so busy, that I have neglected to wire you some flowers. Please forgive me.
We are at present stopping for a short time, in a very pretty part of Germany. Did you ever receive the wooden shoes I sent, plus a few other items?
To-day is a beautiful sunny day, so I’ll close and and see if I can get a little suntan.
My Love to you All,
Byron


Ausstria
10 May 45
Dear Folks -
I think we have stopped for awhile. To-day finds me in a new country, the twelfth I have visited in my lifetime. This is one of the most beautiful spots I have ever visited, as far as scenery is concerned. Its more like a story book picture. The fighting has ceased and German soldiers seem to be as thick as other soldiers.
If I have to remain away from home, I know of know other place that I would rather be stationed. I share my hotel room with one other fellow, and rooms at the Secor, Niel House or the Desher Wallic has nothing on our room. Its really a beauty.
I’ll close and enjoy a little of the beauty that has been absent for so many months.
With Love,
Byron
P.S.
Marcille thanks a million for the picture. Its certainly good of both but what are the two stars for Bert never being out of the States, in Combat duty.





Lofer, Austria
14 May ’45
Dear Folks -
At long last, I can tell you where I am stationed. At present are stationed here at Lofer, a resort village not far from Berchtesgarden, Hitlers hideout. One of our boys even captured one of his private cars. It is rumored that it may be sent to the States on a band tour.
My office is located in a hotel, where Mrs. Roosevelt stayed while making her last visit here in Austria. It’s a unique hotel much like I’ve seen them pictured in Switzerland. This morning some of the boys drove up in the Alps and got stuck in the snow. Its really warm here in the valley during the day, but the nites are cool. This army of occupation is really something, no more bullets or bombing to sweat out, no it doesn’t seem the same, no blackouts or anything. Of course we aren’t allowed to associate with the civilians.
I know that the closing of the war in Europe has certainly taken a strain off your minds and mine too.
I have no one but He above to thank for sparing my life, not even a scratch.
Love,
Byron



Lofer, Austria
15 May ’45
Dear Folks -
Gee this is really something. I hardly know how to act. This army of occupation is O.K. One doesn’t have to worry about bullets, bombing, shelling or anything, even if the heinies are still as thick as hops. I hope if Kenny is sent across, it will be to Europe.
Enclosed is a picture of the house in which I live. I live in the corner room on the third floor. It’s the choicest room in the house. From our little porch, we overlook the snow capped mountains and a swift, clear, mountain brook rushes past just to the right of the house. Emma would just be in her glory. In fact I don’t think its so bad myself. X on the picture, marks my room.
I share it with Cpl. Frick from Evansville, Indiana, who is also in the Supply Section. He’s my helper. You know I’ve been taking Sgt. Bernth’s place since he has left (three months now) but I hear he is on his way back. I’ll certainly be glad when he gets here. It will give me more of a chance to get out of the office and look around, more. The mountain streams are filled with fish and the boys are having pretty good luck.
Notice the tree which resembles a vine against the house? Its an apple tree. Many trim their trees like that. They are trimed to hugh the walls and not allowed to branch out.
The civilians here, nearly all wear leather, knee pants 3/4 height socks, hats with all type of feathers, belts six to eight, inches wide, cut away jackets and every color under the sun. They remind one of story book people and there homes are just as picturesque. Mother Brinkman would like this. Much like here native country of Switzerland.
Love,
Byron





Lofer, Austria
25 May ’45
Dear Folks -
This is 10:30 pm and a crowd is gathered in my room for a bull session. We have just finished popping corn.
About all they are talking about is points and what why would be doing tonite if each were home.
I’m sending several pictures. They will be better than me writing a letter. Some aren’t very good.
Mother why don’t you sell the cows and take it easy? Sell them all if you like.
We have been having rain now for several days.
Steve Franek has sent a rifle to you in my name. Take care of it when it arrives, as he wants it when we get home.
We’ll, to much noise so I’ll sign off. It sure seems good to have nothing to worry about anymore, once you hit the hay. Everything here is O.K. I could stay here for the duration and like it, as much as I’d like to come home.
Love,
Byron

P.S. I sent that box with wooden shoes, in March. Did it contain any snaps?


Lofer, Austria
10 June ’45
Dear Mom -
To-day I’m batallion C.Q., here at Headquarter’s, so I’ll have a little time to write a few letters. I received a letter from you, this noon, dated 3 June. That made pretty good time, didn’t it? I received the box you sent and we have been popping corn nearly every nite since, altho it doesn’t pop very good. I don’t know why. Thanks a lot. If you want to send me any thing, send large peanuts or mixed nuts (vacuum packed) pop corn (large size) and some 616 films. I’m really fussy, don’t you think so?
You ask about Sgt Bernth. He never did return but was discharged just a few days before he was supposed to catch a boat to come back. Lucky fellow, I must say. It would be nice if Lauren and F.M. or Eloise would invite he and his wife to pay another visit. He happened to have one more child than, than I.
Did you ever receive the glasses I sent home? I hope they didn’t break. I really will prize them when I get home.
Inclosed are a few more snaps. How I wish I had more film. The enclosed pictures of the parade were taken last Sunday. It was held at 7:30 A.M. It was a catholic procession. It was the first time they were able to have it since 1938, as the Nazis forbid it. They received permission from our officers.
When you mention strawberries, my mouth waters. I haven’t had even one for over two years.
I received a nice long letter from Mrs. Brinkman the other nite.
Hoping alls well at home. I’m willing to stay here for the duration as much as I’d like to come home. They say that the snow gets from six to eight feet deep here in the valley, during the winter months.
My Love to All,
Byron


Dear Mom -
If you should ever receive duplicates of any snaps, please give some to whomever you think might like them.
Love,
Byron



Lofer, Austria
21 June 45
Dear Folks -
Just a few more snaps. You should be getting a quite a collection by now. Do you like them? I wish I had more films. The camera that I take all these pictures with, I picked up in Normandy, the first day I hit the beach. You see I lost everything I had, including my weapon when I went ashore, so I had to re-equip my self. The pack that I took off a dead paratrooper contained this camera. I’ve had it on every mission with me. What do you think of the award I received. I’ll mail the medal home as soon as I find something to wrap it with. The picture that I sent home in that box with the wooden shoes, were all taken in Normandy, France over a year ago.
Received a letter from pop to-day.
My Love to All,
Byron


Lofer, Austria
26 June ’45
Dear Folks -
Mom, I received your letter to-day and one from Pop several days ago. Pop ask that I send some German rifles home. Several weeks back, we picked them up by the hundreds and I could have sent any amount home, but I hated the sight of them so much, I didn’t ever want to see one again. We turned them all in to a collecting point or smashed them beyond repair. It would be rather difficult to obtain one now. I intend to bring home with me, a pistol. We don’t dare mail them. Its an Italian Beretta, cal. 25. Some of the weapons that we procured while disarming civilians, were American made.
Enclosed are a few more snaps. I have my last roll of film in my camera, so if possible, send me some 616 films.
I don’t hear much news from home, whats the matter? I received a letter from Emma, Sunday.
Everything is O.K. here and I hope the same at home.
Love,
Byron

P.S. To-day I mailed my medal. Let me know as soon as you receive it.



Citation for the Bronze Star

Technician Fourth Grade Byron B. Armbruster, 15100919, Airborne Engineers, while serving with the Army of the United States, distinguished himself by meritorious service in connection with military operations against the enemy of the United States from 7 June 1944 to 8 May 1945. Throughout the Normandy Campaign, operation in Holland and defense of Bastogne, Belgium, he rendered outstanding service as a clerk in the battalion supply section. His actions were in accordance with the highest standards of the military service. Entered military service from Ohio.
Official
Headquarters Hqs 101st Airborne Division



Lofer, Austria
30 June ’45
Dear Folks -
Today was rather a sad day. Of course there are only a few of the originals left in our company, some killed, wounded, missing, transferred etc. However five of us in our section had gone thru hell together, but to-day the tears flowed freely. T/Sgt Bernth was discharged a short time back and to-day Cpl. Underwood and Sgt Phillips left for home. Phillips has a child, therefore over 85 points. Underwood was in three months before myself, therefore he had over 85 points. After working, living, laughing and crying to-gether for over three years, parting really hurt. It almost seems like a death in the family. We have lived like rats, in the ground, afraid to stick our heads out in the open and have also lived like kings. Sgt. Hodel and myself are still to-gether. However things look bright. I have 83 points and a possibility of getting 5 more. However 83 will get me out in time.
Today I received letters from Kenny, Eloise and Marcille. Please thank Freda for the swell pictures. It’s a good thing they were written on the back as I took Jay to be Herby. My how they grow. Even Dwight makes Freda and Clarence look like midgets. Yes Freda, I received the picture of Jay and Marilyn but I guess I forgot to mention it. Thanks a million.
What was Uncle Dave’s wife’s first name and his sons first name. It is right that they live in Baden Baden? How old would she be? Does she speak English? I would like this information, just in case. At present, we aren’t allowed to fraternize.
Id I ever tell you, we are not in the third Army?
Love,
Byron

P.S. Received a nice letter from Rev. Zschoche and one from Mabel


Lofer, Austria
4 July ‘45
Dear Folks -
To day is certainly a hellish 4th of July. It certainly isn’t very comfortable. It has been raining continually for over a week and it certainly is cold. I guess it is snowing up in the mountains. I have on my summer underwear with my winter top part over that, plus my fatigue Jacket and Combat Jacket. On top of that I’m still cold. I hate to think what is would be like in the winter time. I guess this is unusual as two weeks ago, it was hot during the day that it was uncomfortable.
Now I’ll answer your questions, mom, Yes, I received the package you sent containing the pop corn and I wrote back and told you. Maybe you never received the letter. Thanks a million. Concerning Joe’s fruit cake, I also wrote her. She means the one she sent for Christmas, doesn’t she? My Christmas was so exciting, I don’t remember who sent me what. I was just living from minute to minute, trying to keep alive. Thank God I was the only one from our family that had that experience. This war was certainly something, whenever one is in his gravest danger, his thoughts always revert back home. Just wondering what the folks would say if they only knew.
Tell Pop that I have located one german rifle and have sent it home yesterday. I understand it takes ages for them to go through. This type weapon were destroyed by the thousands. Ive seen soldiers disarm heinie soldiers and lay the rifles up against the curb, and drive 2 1/2 ton trucks over them, to destroy them. We couldn’t carry them along. We are still hiding in the mountains and some are living as civilians, here in Lofer. Yesterday we picked up one next door. Reminds me to tell you about this murderer when I return. No one would have taken him to be an S.S. trooper.
Things remain so, so and I’m not working very hard.
Love,
Byron


Schwarzach, Austria
8 July ‘45
Dear Folks -
Notice the change in my location? We moved yesterday, about 30 miles southwest of Lofer. It isn’t quite as pretty a place as Lofer. It also is surrounded by mountains. My office and store rooms are located in the railway station. I’m temporarily living in a rooming house, but expect to move into a hotel to-morrow.
Last nite, I received a letter from the Gerkens, thanking me for the pin I sent them. It was an airborne pin like I sent you and Eloise. Did you both receive them?
We are getting a lot of fellows to replace the one that had over 85 points and have left the organization. Some of the new fellows are very nice. They are being sent from the 17th Airborne. We originally furnished the cadre for the 17th. They haven’t seen near as much action as we have, so naturally are low on points. Some of the fellows being transferred to us are old buddies of mine that took basic training with me. They feel rather blue that they came in the same time I did and have to stay in so much longer.
It was raining this morning, so I stayed in bed until 10:00 o’clock being it was Sunday I could do that. It then cleared up and it was a beautiful day. I set up the office in the new location, in the afternoon and took a stroll around town this evening. One of the new fellows, a Sgt. transferred in from the 17th, home in Minnesota, is with Sgt. Hodel and Myself most all the time.
The civilians here have been told that we are the American S.S. Troops and they are afraid of us. I guess they know what S.S. Troops are alright.
Sgt. Ryan and Sgt. Hodel are in bed reading, and I’m sitting by a table at the foot of their bed writing this and listening to the radio.
I’m planning on being home by Christmas. I hope my plans aren’t spoiled.
Love to All,
Byron


Schwarzach, Austria
15 July ’45
Dear Folks -
Just a note to-nite. This afternoon Sgt. Hodel, Sgt. Ryan and myself chartered a Jeep and drove to Bad Ruickhall Germany, to see our buddies that have been transferred out of our Battalion (85 point or more) and are awaiting travel orders to the States. They are stationed about sixty miles from here. Who should I run into but Red Titus. I didn’t even know he was in the E.T.O.
I received letters from F.M. and Fredia. Fredia sent me Howard Parks address, so I dropped him a line. I have no idea as to where he may be stationed.
16 July ’45
Mother, today I received your letter stamped 9th July. We got good service from the States but it must be poor service to the States. So you like the tumblers. Were any of them broken? I took them from a Wehrmacht Headquarters, where I set up office, just a few days after they had fled, in a hurry the gun and sword belong to Steve Franek but some one can put it together and clean it up, if they like. I sent Dad one later on.
Love,
Byron
Enclosed is the list of names and addresses of the fellows that were in our company on D-day plus a lot of replacements.
They are compiled according to rank, Shutt-M/Sgt; Antolene, 1st Sgt; Calhoun, 1st Sgt. (Replacement); Ulrich, T/Sgt; the fellow I was best man for; Way. T/Sgt; Armbruster, S/Sgt, not bad, 6th place out of 140 or so. I perhaps could have been higher if I was more military minded. They want you to act superior to the other grades and that’s something I just won’t do. To me everyone is equal and that’s why I haven’t an enemy in the company, but officers don’t like noncoms to be like that. A goodly number say they expect to visit Napoleon sooner or later. Please put this list in my little box up stairs, please don’t lose it.
Love,
Byron
P.S. I guess your little boy didn’t do so bad in the Army after all, even if he was quite about the entire affair until it was all over. I couldn’t have gone through with it, if it wasn’t for the scheduled letters I looked forward to, from Mother Brinkman, Emma, Eloise, sisters, especially Frieda, plus all the frequent letters from other friends and last but not least, from you mom. You were wonderful for taking so much of your time in writing to me. I hope to repay you when I return, so until then, please take it easy and stay well. Please don’t neglect writing to Dwight, Bert and Kenny. Especially those in foreign lands. I for one, knows what a letter from home can do.



Schwarzach, Austria
21 July ’45
Dear Folks -
To-day is a beautiful day. This morning we had a Battalion Review and this afternoon I just loafed around. Tonite we are going for a walk.
Thursday nite we had a little excitement. We have two hospitals in our town which had a goodly number of german soldiers in them. Many of the soldiers were well now and were ready to be released. These are all S.S. troopers. They were to be questioned by the C.I.C. Friday morning. Of course nearly all the S.S. troops are getting twenty years, as they are the one s that did nearly all the unbelievable things during the war. Many S.S.er’s are still hidding in the mountains. Instead of taking a chance of spending twenty years, they made contact with some troopers in the mountains and planned to make a break during the nite, with weapons furnished by the troops hidding in the hills. Of course these hospitals have been under guard but very light guard. One of the german nurses overheard they were going to stage the break and reported it to us. SO we turned the tables and really treated them rough. We double timed them (run them) five mile with full field pack (nearly fifty in all) they fell down like flies and we would shout to scare them.
We made them carry all the furniture from one of the homes and put them all in one room, making them stand at attention. A Col. was in the lot and we said super man huh? and he said nix superman. The double crossers. I hope they shoot them all. They were so weak they could hardly stand at attention, but they knew they better or else. The next morning they were again double timed, to the train and were made to stand at attention in the box car. I guess they were scheduled to appear in front of the CIC Friday morning and they were there alright, escorted by the 101st. Yes, the 326th Engrs. The civilians walk chalk pretty well. They were told we were the American SS troops berfore we moved in and I guess after that demonstration they perhaps think we are. Our paratroopers can really get rough if they have to. God bless’em. Every day brings something new.
We expect to move to France within the next few weeks. Move, move, move. However I think its step, by step getting nearer the States. I don’t think I’ll ever have to go to Japan. Whenever I hit the States I expect to be discharged.
I received a letter from Marcille and she wondered if I was still in the seventh Army. No, I have been in the third for quite some time and I suppose when we move to France we will change again.
Love to All,
Byron

P.S. When I get home, I’m just going to rest for a couple of months. I do hope I’m home by Christmas.


Schwarzach, Austria
22 July ’45
Dear Folks -
This shall be a short but interesting letter. First, have you ever received the Bronze Star Medal I sent home? Today I was awarded another medal, the Purple Heart Medal, but don’t let it scare you, because it is for wounds received in Normandy. At the time I wouldn’t accept it, as I felt my wounds were to trifle but after I found out that it was good for five points, I ask for it and it came through today. So I now have eighty-eight (88) points. That’s pretty swell, isn’t it. I’m still a 405 and they are classed as essential but I’ll wiggle out of it somehow, I hope. I may be leaving this unit in a week or so and join the pool that is headed for the States. I may not be able to join the group that has already left the unit, as they will be on the move the first of the week, for a P.O.E. However its pretty certain that I’ll be home before the first of the year. So don’t look for me until I get home as I don’t know when. Anyway I have 88 points and that’s all thats necessary. Only time will tell now.
Love,
Byron

P.S. I’m sending my purple heart medal home this week. Let me know as soon as you receive it.


Bad Reichenhall, Germany
29 July ’45
Dear Folks -
I have just read in the Star and Stripes where the 82nd Fighter control squadron is scheduled to leave for the States soon. I think that is the outfit Doris is with, isn’t it? If so, he perhaps will beat me home. Dwight should have enough points by now. Have you heard weather or not he is coming home soon?
We have been awarded another decoration. It is from the Belgium government and is a rope affair, that will be worn over our left shoulder.
30 July ’45
This afternoon we rode a train from Bad Reichenhall to Berchtergarden, to hear an address by Gen. Taylor. He bid we 85’ers a good-bye. Our post office is closed now, so I’ll not be able to mail this until we arrive in another country. We are not longer with the 101st but in a few days we are moving to France and then in about a month or so, head for the States with the 17th Airborne Division. The 17th Airborne is being made up of high point men from the 101st and 82nd Airborne Division plus a couple of other units.
4 Aug. ’45
We have finally arrived here at Bar-Le-Duc, France after riding in box cars for two days and two nites. We are now quartered in hospital buildings. We are attached to the 17th Airborne Division and perhaps will return to our nearest re-deployment station, to be discharged or put to work in the States.
Nothing is very definite, but I can taste that good old fried Springer right now.
I expect to be processed at Atterbury, so please send me Stans address. I only have his home address.
I can’t wait until I get home, I expect you’ll think I’m a lazy fellow when I get home, but I don’t expect to do anything but eat, sleep and rest. The food situation here is quite critical. I’m pretty nervous, so I’ll just rest a month or two and then I’ll be O.K.
We expect to leave from Le Havre, France which is about 250 mile from here. All we are doing now is about one hours training a day plus pulling guard. The rest of the time we “shoot the bull.”
My Love to You All,
Byron.




Letters to Eloise Higgins
From Byron











[April 1942]
Camp Claiborne, La.
Saturday Noon
Dear Eloise –
Hope you haven’t deserted me. I haven’t heard from you since the Easter Card, have you written since? Please drop me a few lines now and then, even if I don’t write. Our spare time is more limited each day. The only time I’ll have time to write, will be on week ends. Tell mother we enjoyed the cookies and candy.
We just had inspection of equipment and personal inspection under arms (each Saturday morning). If we don’t pass inspection we get giged, which means extra duty and especially on Sundays. Nearly everyone had something wrong, so just the worst ones were giged. I had a greasy chamber in my rifle, but wasn’t giged.
Besides our regular training, laying tank mines, building barbed wire barracades, close drill and extended drill, we have been taking five mile marches with packs and rifles on our backs. These marches will be increased and next week we are expected to go twenty miles in ten hours. Someone just said, we were going ten miles in 5 hours. I don’t know how we’ll come out, as some drop out on these five mile hikes. It’s around eighty five and we haven’t a dry stitch of clothing when we return. Old timers say it gets around one hundred and twenty in July and August. Plenty warm, don’t you think? How’s Elenore and Stan?
I beg of you to write often. I just received a letter from Rev. Zschoche, Vangie Nelson and Marilyn Ann. Marilyn said you were down to her house when the creek was so high.
Wishing you and your people the best of health and happiness.
With Love,
Byron


[April 1942]
Saturday 4:00 P.M.
Dearest Eloise,
Hoping this fines you all well. Your letter arrived late, because of incomplete military address. I was begining to wonder what had happened.
Thanks for the pictures, I look at them often. Tell Russell, accidents can happen to anyone. He certainly tried hard enough.
I received a letter from sister Fredia stateing that you, your grandmother, my mother and herself were out riding one day. Thanks for taking them as I know it does mother much good to get out and away from home.
Your letter was mailed on the train, wasn’t it? Did my mother go along to Cecil? I get a lot of news out of the North-West dad sends.
We were going to take some pictures to-day right after inspection as we are all dressed in our uniforms, but it has been raining. Don’t know when we will ever get it done. I’m going to stop now and add to this letter to-nite or to-morrow.
Sunday 2 P.M.
Things are sure dead this afternoon. We just had mail call, and I didn’t receive a thing. We only have mail call once on Sundays. This morning a fellow from my tent and myself went to chapel. A quartet is singing to nite, I don’t know if we’ll go or not. Wednesday nite a group of girls from the Louisiana State College are giving a play for our division.
Yesterday we had the best cleaned and arranged tent in our company. We won the merit flag.
Please write more often, don’t wait for me to write, I know you get some of the news from out home. How soon are you going to the Lake? I don’t think I’ll get a furlough until the latter part of September, if any.
How are your folks and grandmother? Fine, I hope.
We don’t have to get up until we want to Sundays, but if we want breakfast, we have to be up by seven thirty or eight o’clock. Our food is fair altho we are rationed and sometimes it is a little scarce. Usually it is O.K. To-day we had chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, corn, dressing, bread, butter, coffee, and apple pie. It sound good, doesn’t it? But it’s still not home cooking.
Think I’ll spend the afternoon listening to the radio. We get nearly all southern stations. Have I been missing anything at home? Can’t think of much more to write, so will close hoping to hear from you real soon.
With Love,
Byron


Somewhere in the Tenn. Woods
June 12, 1943
Dearest –
I have received several letters since my arrival, in Tennessee, including one form Mrs. Brinkman and one yesterday, from Fredia. Fredia states that your grandmother wasn’t feeling well, I do hope she is feeling fine, by the time you receive this.
It isn’t definite just when we shall return to Bragg or for how long, I would like to get home for a few days before leaving again, but that may not be possible. If not maybe you can come with dad or some one, for a few days. It’s a long trip for you, as I might only be able to be with you a very short time each day. We will be doubly busy upon our return to Bragg, getting equipped with clothing that was worn out during maneuvers. So all I can say is to “just wait” and if we are unable to see each other before I leave, if we do leave soon, we can see each other, after its all over. I’m banking on you to be faithful and I’ll be likewise.
We are having nice weather. No chiggers and not many mosquitoes.
It is near chow time so will close assuring you all is well in Tennessee and hoping alls well in Ohio.
My love to All,
Byron


July 18/43
Sunday Afternoon
Dearest –
I don’t know when I’ll be getting a furlough, as they will be held up for the time being. If something should happen that I couldn’t get one at all, I’ll drop you a line or telephone you and you and the folks can come down. However, I think I’ll get one sometime before we cross.
Our maneuvers are over, and we are leaving for Bragg, Wednesday.
Last nite we went to Nashville, by convoy, and I and a couple of others attended the “Grand Old Opra” National Barn Dance. There were a couple thousand people there. Did you hear them broadcast?
Its terribly hot here at present. When I get home on furlough, I’m looking forward to that swell suit pudding with sauce. I can taste it now. Also mom’s spring chicken. I hadn’t tasted chicken for about five or six months, until last nite, when we ate out, I had chicken.
I can’t remember, if I thanked you or not for the pictures. They were pretty good, don’t you think?
I owe so many letters, but I just can’t get into the mood of writing.
This morning we marched about a mile to the Division Open Air Services. It’s the third time that I’ve had a chance to hear a service, since Easter. We’re packing this afternoon for our return trip.
If I should get a furlough, I’ll probly get thru Columbus and stop for a few minutes and see Eleanor and Stan.
Stan and Kenny are certainly lucky. I’m glad to hear your grandmother is feeling better.
Its to hot to write, so will sign off. This is such scribbling, please don’t let anyone see it.
Love,
Byron



Fayetteville, N.C.
14 Aug. 1943
Dearest –
Arrived in record time. Went to U.S.O. and took, a shower before returning to camp. Had a very dirty coach from Washington, here. Some men and women had to sit on their luggage, in the baggage car and nearly smothered to death.
My extension was approved by both my Supply officer and company commander but was killed in the battalion headquarters.
Jenny Lou Richards boarded the train at Deshler and I didn’t know it until she started to talk to me the next morning. I sat right infront of her. She is visiting her husband in Washington.
She married Bill Reinking.
Love,
Byron


1 Sept. 43
Dearest –
How is everything around Napoleon? Have you already closed your summer home or is there a lot of activity at the Lake? Did mother and Fredias get to Lakeside?
We are very busy, but I’m hoping I can get a pass a little later on, to enable me to visit the Stage Door Canteen.
Please thank your mother for her most welcome letter and swell lines of poetry. I have the last poem, she has written, with me. Has he already started to assemble them, in a book? I also read in the paper the tribute she had written for Lt. Hersheburger.
I worked last nite, until midnite. It is now 9:30, so I shall bathe and call it a day.
Wishing you and your people the best of health and happiness.
Love,
Byron



29 October 1943
Somewhere-in England
Friday Eve.
Dearest -
How is everyone, including Stan and Eleanor? I haven’t heard from them for ages, but I guess it would be selfish to expect people to continue to write and not receive an answer.
I wish you could see the estate where I am now living. It is ninety-one room, English, stone, Manor and has a fireplace in nearly every room. At present, it is the only means of heating we have in our room. There are ten in my room and the fireplace certainly makes the room seem homelike. The building is between two hundred and fifty to three hundred years old. Can you picture such a structure? Tell Emma about the fireplaces.
I could certainly use a little more mail. I didn’t receive any for two days, until I received one from Freda and one from mother to-day. Both were written, the eighteenth. (Eleven days, not bad).
Things are quite tonite, as several went to town, their first nite out. I may go to-morrow.
I think I’ll roast a few chestnuts and then call it a day.
England is just as foggy as you read about.
Give my love to all your people, they are in my thoughts always.
Love,
Byron
P.S. Grandma, can you manage to keep her house?
How is the gas situation? Ha Ha.



5 Nov. ’43
England
Dearest -
Received your second box of candy this noon. The home made was received to day. Its swell, ask anyone in my room, ha ha. It must be the candy you and Bermuda made while at Lakeside, not? I have now received ten or eleven boxes, not bad. I think it really more than my share.
This afternoon a buddie of mine from Warren, Ohio and myself paid a visit to the home of a vicar, near camp. I met the Mrs. After getting off the bus at the same corner near camp, while returning from my trip to London, last week. We had a grand time and have a standing invitation to visit them at any time. We can learn a lot about England from them, while sitting grouped around the fire place. The women here go all out for war work. She is a part time nurse.
I’m going to mail this, cut the swell fruit cake, sis sent and spend the rest of the nite playing cards.
I love you,
Byron


19 Nov. ’43
England
Dearest -
I just returned from a pass to Sherborne and had fourteen letters and greetings awaiting me. It will be impossible for me to acknowledge all the cards I’ve received so maybe you can insert a note in the paper, thanking all my friends for remembering me during the holiday season. I’ll send a list of the names that I received from, after Xmas. But the note can go into the paper anytime.
I just received a letter from Charles Benecke who is also here in England. He is trying to arrange some way of meeting me. I hope we can work it out.
I think all the boxes came through O.K. I still have some of the candy you sent.
Must close and write a couple more letters.
Happy New Year Dear.
With Love,
Byron




26 Nov. ’43
Somewhere-in England
Dearest -
Yes, Thanksgiving is over and we had turkey for dinner, but it was very limited. There is six hours difference in your time and ours, so when we were eating dinner, you were still in slumberland.
I haven’t been out a great deal, altho I expect to go to London next week, on pass.
I received a package from The Brinkman’s yesterday and a letter from them to-day. Also a letter from mom. It wasn’t photographed, because she failed to print my address, therefore it was delayed somewhat.
I do hope Dwight is better by now. He certainly is having a siege of it.
Is your folks and mine following the war, by a map or globe? Its nice to have one handy so that when a town is mentioned, you can look and see where it is situated. A couple of the fellows that I work with, drove through Stratford-On-Avon and Coventry, last week on business. I hope I’ll be able to go there some time.
We are working hard and feeling fine, with plenty of food so I think we had a lot to be thankful for.
With best of wishes to all.
Love,
Byron




24 Nov. [December] ’43
England
Dearest -
This is the nite before Christmas and only a few of us stayed in camp. It doesn’t seem much like Christmas as the weather is so much different form that of which I am used to, at Christmas time. Also our gifts were received so long ago that we no longer have any thing left for Christmas.
I received your letter to day and a three paged, typed, letter from Marcille. Yes, I’ve received all the packages.
Are you watching the Army’s movements by the papers? There certainly is a lot of air activity.
Well, I can’t keep my mind on my letter, so must close. Please don’t expect me to say much. Well tell you all when I arrive home.
I couldn’t help but drop you a few lines, as you are always on my mind.
With Love,
Byron



Somewhere in Britain
December 25, 1943
Dear
Merry Christmas
And a
Happy
New Year!
From
Byron



27 Dec. ’43
England
Dearest -
In one sense of the word I had a rather gloomy Christmas. But when I listened to the roaring planes over head, I knew things were happening in our favor and perhaps I might be able to join the family by next Christmas. I stayed in camp and we talked about things in the States. At six thirty we said, “Oh the folks are just now sitting down to a big feast,” it being six hours later your time. We also spoke of our travels. I have been around more than I thought. I’ve visited 38 of the 48 States and four foreign countries. Of course much of it was traveled in peace time.
Yesterday I went to Redding and attended a show and later went to a dance. I had a fair time.
I received ten Christmas cards to-day. After the first of the year, I’ll send a list of the names to either you or mother, of whom all I received from.
Charles Bernecke and I are around 130 miles or more apart, but we are trying to arrange a meeting.
I received a card and note from Eleanor and Stan. I was so pleased to hear from them.
Will close with all my love,
Byron
P.S. I’m still dreaming.


31 Dec. ’43
Dearest -
This is New Year’s Eve but it certainly doesn’t seem like it. However this is the last writing I shall do this year, so I must drop you a letter. I received three to-day. Yours, mothers and Emma’s.
You have ask several times about my hearing Dr. Maier. No, we are unable to get him, on our set. Marcille has written me a very long letter but failed to answer some of the things I am very anxious to know about. Ask her if she received the money order I sent her, November the 8th. I received a letter from Rev. Zschoche yesterday.
The food situation here is a lot different from what you are used to. Yesterday, I had my first egg since I have been in England. We can’t complain, as we still eat much better than the civilians. (I wonder what chicken tastes like!)
Please drop Rose Weaver in N.Y. a line for me. I just can’t make myself sit down and acknowledge all my cards. To much on my mind, I guess.
You can watch our activities by the papers. I suppose you have read who the General is that is directing the big push.
I do hope Jo is getting along O.K.
Please give my love to your folks and grandmother,
Love,
Byron

P.S. Is mom working to hard? If so, have her get rid of some of the cattle. When I return I want her to be the same mother I left behind. You know we were always together.



9 Jan. ’44
England
Dearest -
Where are your letters? The last I received from you was dated 20th December. I received one from mother today dated the 27th. Tell my mother that I have received all the letters that she mentioned.
I have been having a pretty bad cold, otherwise everything is O.K. I was so sorry to hear of Jo’s loss. When you visit her, tell her that I felt very badly over it. She had quite a sorrowful Christmas.
Does there seem to be many fellows, from the service, home on furloughs? When will Kenny be getting one again?
I don’t know whats happened to the Northwest News. I haven’t received one for several weeks and do I miss it.
I’ll close and look up something to read, only everything is so old. Our papers we received from the States this morning were dated Dec. 11th, a month old.
Hoping you all had a nice New Year’s.
With Love,
Byron


11 Jan ’44
England
Dearest.
I received a letter from you to-day dated Dec. 29th. I was awaiting to hear from you to see what kind of a Christmas you had and you hardly mentioned it. Perhaps you have written one prior to that one, and I haven’t received it. I certainly hope so, otherwise I would be disappointed.
If I ever by chance ask any question, in yours, or in letters home, please answer them at once. Even then, I have to wait at least a month or maybe more for an answer.
If you shouldn’t receive any mail from me for several weeks, don’t become alarmed. It will either mean that I am very busy or negligent.
Our food is pretty good, in comparison with the outside, altho nothing like home. What does chicken and noodles taste like? I can almost taste your grandmothers steam pudding. Tell her that’s what I want for my first meal, when I return home.
Sending my love to all.
Yours Always,
Byron



12 1944
England
Dearest -
It was just as I had thought. Yesterday I received a letter from you dated the 29th and to-day I received one from you, dated the 26th. I’m glad you all had a nice Christmas. Marcille had written me and described the giving out of the gifts to the children. Its to bad your mother and grandmother had to miss the party. It was sure nice that Eleanor and Stan could come home for a short visit.
I have been very busy, but so far, so good. Well I’ll close and see if I can get a haircut. We have a fellow from our company that cuts hair a couple of nites a week. He has set up a shop in the same building in which I live.
Please keep the mail coming my way even if I am forced to slow up my writing.
Love,
Byron






19 Jan. ’44
England
Dearest -
I have two letters before me that I have received from you, dated Jan. 2nd and Jan 4th. I’m so glad to hear that you had a nice visit in Columbus. You stated that Eleanor went bowling. Isn’t she still working? I should write several people such as the Standishs but my time is to limited, so won’t you please let them know that I think of them often but time doesn’t permit me to write. I even neglect writing my sisters and brother.
Do you have any difficulty in reading my V-mails. Maybe black ink would be better.
I will be doing no writing over the week end, as I expect to visit with Charles Benecke. Do you remember meeting he and his friend one evening into “Mikes” while I was home on I think my first furlough? He is a good looking fellow and wears glasses.
You worry me when you say your grandmother doesn’t feel well enough to go visiting now and then.
You failed to answer my question quite some time back about across the street. Remember?
My love to All.
Always Yours,
Byron



29 Jan. ’44
England
Dearest -
Yesterday I received a letter from you, Fredia and Kenny and to-day one from Garnet. I’m C.Q. this evening again, so shall write as it is pretty quite now. A lot of the fellows went to town. I just walked past the kitchen, and the fellows are cleaning chickens, so if nothing happens we may have chicken to morrow. The last time we had chicken, I got a back and neck. That’s something isn’t it, That was always the dog’s feed, whenever we had chicken at home.
Fredia has written that mother has the flu. I do hope she is O.K. by now.
Do you know Vaneda Wittenburg? That’s Charles Benecke’s friend. It would be nice if you too could get to gether sometime.
I’ll agree this letter is short, but I’ve nothing else to write. I’ll add a note to your folks.
Dear Folks -
I think of you often, but what can I do? I know there is no need in trying to write you, as you get the news from Eloise. So greetings Mother and Dad Higgins and grandmother Frease, and God willing, everything will be O.K. until such time that we can have a happy reunion. Love to All,
Byron


5 Feb. ’44
England
Dearest -
I have received several unexpected letters, in the past few days. Ive received a letter from Don Aderman of Malinta, who is now a Lt. Stationed in Lorain, Ohio, A letter from Mr. And Mrs. Orva Rieter, a letter from Mr. And Mrs. Vern Perkins and a Birthday card and letter from the Foughtoe’s, from Montpelier. On top of that I’ve received Birthday greetings from you, your grandmother, and Mabel and Ott.
You are one jump ahead of me. You know Berneida’s husband and I have never seen him. Did Berneida go back with him? Please give her my best wishes. Say Eloise, didn’t you say that Jo had sent me a letter? I have never received it, as yet. Maybe its still on its way. I owe so many letters but I’m not going to answer them. It would take up all my spare time and I would rather just rest.
Helen Foughty would love to meet you, so sometime when it is convenient, why don’t you and mother and whoever else you would like, drive to Montpelier for a visit?
I’ve cabled home some money, to mother, Tell her to please let me know when she receives it. It was sent to-day, I think. I thank you for the greeting and also your grandmother for her beautiful card.
Will spend tomorrow evening with the Hughes’, I hope.
With Oceans of Love,
Byron



8 Feb. ’44
England
Dearest -
I’m writing this on a magazine, perched on my knee while sitting in a soft chair, in front of the new radio, we just moved into our day room.
I haven’t much news, but must drop you a note to let you know that to-day I received the four letters that you had written on the 23rd of January. Also received letters to-day from Emma and Marcille. I still haven’t received Jo’s letter.
I had a pleasant Sunday afternoon and evening. We had a four thirty tea at the Hughes and popped corn later on in the evening.
Where is Mrs. Burton going to live, if she returns to Napoleon? I thought she was going to keep house for her brother.
I don’t believe I ever received the long letter from Lauren that you have mentioned, altho I think I have received the rest.
I must drop Kenny a letter yet, so Cheerio and keep your chin up.
With Love,
Byron

P.S. The boys Marcille mentioned are still with us, but I haven’t seen them for almost five months.



To my
dear
Valentine

Dearest -
My thoughts are
with you always.
From Byron

To the Sweetest Valentine

How sweet it sounds - “My Valentine!”
And none is sweeter, dear, than mine.
If I should whisper in your ear
Just four small words - “I love you dear.”
I wonder would your answer be
That you would give your heart to me.

[Signature of poem’s author - illegible]



25 Feb ’44
England
Dearest -
How’s Eloise? You are asking where the Wittenberg’s live. I don’t know for certain but Clarissa can tell you. Vanada doesn’t run a beauty shop. That’s her cousin. She, at present, is working at the County Home. It would be nice if you two could chum together.
Did they ever find out who caused Long’s all the trouble? Who did Howard Overluke marry? What did mother name her new dog? So much for questions?
Tell mother not to try and send any boiled eggs. I’m afraid they wouldn’t be much good because it sometimes takes a month or so for packages to get here. I haven’t received the fruit cake yet. However you could have mother send me some more pop corn.
We didn’t have any time off last week end, we were in the field all day Sunday. I’m hoping that we may be able to go into town for services this coming Sunday. The services that we have here in camp are held in the mess hall and it just doesn’t seem like church.
With Love,
Be-Be

P.S. Tell grandmother I said hell-o and I thank her for the card, if I haven’t already, also give my regards to Mrs. Burton.


5 March ’44
England
Dearest -
This is a very quite afternoon. Many of the boys have gone into town, to see a show. Several of we fellows just stayed in and are going to relax. We had a pretty good dinner this noon, including chicken. It perhaps would taste better still if we could eat it off of china instead of from mess kits. We have used mess kits exclusively since our arrival.
Yesterday I received three North-Wests. They certainly pile them up. Have they received any other word concerning the fate of Benton Lowery?
Last evening we poped some of the corn that Jo and Tom sent. It certainly tastes good.
Tell Lauren that it is impossible to mail what he ask for, but if by the end of the war, he doesn’t already have any, I’ll be sure and get him a pair.
Sorry we can’t put on paper, what we have in our minds. However, its all for the best.
Love to All,
Byron



9 March ’44
England
Dearest Eloise -
This letter will be rather jumbled up, as I’m in a hurry. Have you heard any more of Jerry Wendt? Have they found the fellows that caused all the disturbance at Long’s?
I received mothers birthday greeting yesterday. It was even on the way almost six weeks and it had two airmail stamps on it.
Remember dear, it will be two years this month that we went to Toledo, for you know what, remember? Does it seem that long?
Tell mother that she needn’t send any clippings unless she thought that I’d be very interested in them. She mentioned Kenny sending me some data from Arizona. When she writes him tell her to mention it to him. That would be swell. He wanted to send me some thing, from his P.X. I thanked him and told him not to.
I got a grand long letter from Mabel and family but I have nothing to write them.
We spent last evening with the Hughes. We had a lunch including a fried egg for each. We expect to go back and visit them Sunday. Their daughter and son-in-law who is an officer in the British army, will be home.
My thoughts are with you always, even in the midst of training.
Love,
Byron


14 March ’44
England
Dearest -
The same old thing - no news. I have been staying pretty close to camp.
I received both of the letters that you sent Feb. 29th also the one dated Feb. 25th. I think I received all the mail. I received mom’s dated Feb. 28th. Today I received an Easter card from Lucy Bechtal and a letter from Blaine Foughty.
Bert certainly is lucky. Does he have his commission now? I wish him all the luck in the world. Has Stan been transferred yet? If so, where is Eleanor?
Things here remain about the same. The same old routine.
When you see Bert, tell him I said hello and tell him to drop me a line.
Please excuse my writing this evening as I just can’t keep my mind on writing. It difficult to write when news is so scarse.
Closing with heaps of love.
And more Love,
Byron


18 March ’44
England
Dearest -
It was two years ago yesterday that I left home and it has been over a year since I have seen Kenny. Remember how disappointed we were because my Company Commander would not extend my furlough by two days, so that I might be able to meet him, who was on his way home from Phoenix, thinking all the time that I might be home when he arrived.
Today received letters from Freda, F.M. and two from you.
If Lauren leaves for the Army, is F.M. and Larry Lee moving?
I should think it would be nice if they moved home. He would perhaps be gone for quite a spell.
Please tell my folks to send me some pop corn. I wish they would send me some every couple of weeks. We all crave it, here. Anyway it makes the evening go by faster and keeps one from thinking of home.
Well dear, again news is scarse, so shall sign off. Sending my love to you and your parents. I hope grandmother continues to grow better in health.
Love,
Byron


22 March ’44
England
Dearest Eloise -
Today I received your letter dated March 7th. I can hardly wait to hear from you from one letter to another. I haven’t received Bell’s gift, as yet. Is it something to eat? I was so glad to hear that grandmother is feeling better. I hope you will get nice spring weather soon and then everyone will feel better. Do you have our home picked out yet?
Sunday afternoon and evening we had a grand time at the Hughes. Their daughter and son-in-law were home. He is an English Flight Officer. I never shall speak of the Army after I return but shall tell you of the places I have visited and of the nice times we have now and then. Mrs. Hughes and both her children are graduates of Oxford. They have friends in the States, which they met in school and may visit the States sometime after the war.
This is Wednesday and I have had a busy day, but must shave and wash my web equipment before I can call it quits.
Give my regards to you folks and Mrs. Burton.
The Hughes thought your mothers poem was grand.
Call Mom and tell her that I’m thinking of her also while I’m writing this letter, but have know additional news. Everything is O.K. so don’t worry. You are always in my prayers.
Love,
Byron


27 March ’44
England
Dearest -
Today I received a card from Paul Leifers, a letter from Emma, one from Marcille and three from you. I’m so glad you met Vanada. I knew you would like her.
Nothing pleases me more than to know that you and my mother are such good pals. It means so much to both mother and myself, at a time like this. I do hope dear that you are now feeling O.K. I also hate to go to a dentist. I’ve only had to have two teeth filled since I’ve been in the army.
The spring flowers are now in bloom and it makes me wish I were back home, in my own yard, digging away.
Where is Eleanor moving? Is she going with Stan?
We have pin up girls and often I have looked them all over. I think the picture Frances Mary took when she graduated would lay them all in the shade. Tell her if she has an extra one, I sure would like to have her send me one. That’s the one is brown and side view, not the one in pink. I’ll perhaps lose it after I leave England but I could certainly enjoy it while here.
I can hardly wait until the pop corn arrives.
Closing with all my Love,
Byron


6 April 1944
England
Dearest:
I’m writing this at work, over noon hour. We keep a C.Q. on duty each noon. I do not have your letters with me as they are in my room, so if I fail to answer any questions ask in your letters. You’ll know the answer.
I am unable to carry out the plans I had of visiting and communing with Charles, as my leave has been cancelled. I do hope you and the folks have a nice Easter. I may attend services tomorrow at a nearby camp.
I never have received the package sent me from the Standishes. I really don’t deserve a gift from them, but thought you might be interested in knowing that I have never received it after you had told me that it was on the way. It’s really the only mail that has been lost, of mine, that I know of. It may arrive yet.
I attended a stage show last nite which was very good. It was an entire G.I. male cast. It was billed as “Skirts”.
The Hughe’s received mothers letter but not yours, as yet. We spent Sunday evening with them.
This typewriter has a habit of skipping space now and then so please overlook the mistakes.
We hear it’s about time for the boss to show up, so will sign off for this time. No, it’s not that bad, as I have especially nice officers, very considerate.
Keep you chin up and remember me in your prayers and god willing, we shall soon be together again. With all my Love,
Be-Be,
Byron


11 April ’44
England
Dearest -
I thank you so much for the candy. It certainly was a surprise. Yesterday I received the pop corn and we had a big time in our room, popping some of it. It pops very well. I’m so happy that you liked the little gift that I sent. I would liked to have gotten something better but its impossible to buy anything without points.
What to you mean when you mention Harry Kneply’s moving? I heard they were moving in May or June. Have they changed there minds?
In your letter of March 29th, you were wondering if Belle sent me the double deck of playing cards. No, I have never received anything from Belle but the cards were in the box that I received from your folks, at Xmas time or from the factory. I can’t remember. The ribbons you spoke of are the ones I am now authorized to wear.
Did Kenny get home for Easter?
Thanks for the pretty Easter card.
Will closing awaiting another letter from you tomorrow, I hope.
With All my Love,
Be-Be







15 April ’44
England
Dearest -
To-day I received no mail, the first mailless day for some time. I only worked until 2:30 PM and took it easy the rest of the day. I popped some corn, read a few papers, did a little sewing and I’m finishing out the evening by writing letters. Its very quite here this evening, as the majority of the fellows have left for town.
Tell Marcille and Bert to remember that they have a brother some where in England, who would be more than glad to receive a few words from Ohio and Michigan, now and then.
Right now I’m sitting in the day room, listening to an American musical program on the radio and my mind is blank. I just finished writing a letter to the 5-H club.
Have you seen Vanada lately? I’ve written Charles and I haven’t received an answer. It sets me to wondering.
Stan is now stationed at the post through which I was inducted. He’s very lucky, isn’t he?
Well dear this letter must close but that doesn’t mean that my thoughts of you have vanished with the ceasing of this writing as you are in my thoughts always.
With Love,
Be-Be


22 April ’44
England
Dearest -
I’m in no writing mood this evening, as the sun is shining so brightly and I’m so tired that I just want to sit down and read. I worked every nite this week but Tuesday, of course none of them were later than midnite. I received a letter from Doris Mahler, so I just had to answer his, which I just completed prior to starting this one.
I’m glad you all had a nice Easter and that you liked the Gardenia. Please thank your mother for me, for the lovely Easter card. I especially liked the flag draped over the corner.
This week, mail was slack. I heard from Fredia, Frances Mary, and maybe a few others. I received some more of those swell personal razor blades from the factory.
You mentioned Albert. Do you mean Albert Hershberger? Is he staying at our house now?
Well dearie, my mind is blank so shall sign off. I missed Emma’s letter today. Maybe it will come to-morrow.
With Loads of Love,
Be-Be


3 May ’44
England
Dearest -
Pull up your chair and we shall have a little chat. I didn’t receive any mail for ten days and I was lost but today brought me letters from, Stan, Fredia, Mother, Kenny and yourself.
Its now eight P.M. and the sun is shining for all it is worth. Many of the fellows are out playing ball, but of the ten in my room, two are playing ball, one went to town, one sewing braid on his cap, one shaving and five are writing letters. So you see, letter writing is first on the list.
You have ask me on several occasions to request something for you to send me, so please send or have my folks send me, some peanuts dates, or figs or candy.
I don’t know if you understand the conditions as they are over here or not, but it is impossible to buy anything. You shall never know how fortunate you are.
The beauty of the homes here, are indeed striking, dressed in their spring finery. Nearly every home has the front yard filled with flowers which are in full bloom this season of the year. The buckeyes are in full bloom, another reminder of good old Ohio.
I’m C.Q. tomorrow, so tomorrow evening I should have time to write a few letters which I have owed for ages.
Please give my love to your mother dad and grandmother.
Yours Always,
Be-Be


9 May ’44
England
Dearest Eloise -
I really haven’t much news but you have been on my mind the entire day, so must drop you a line. It is now 8:30 P.M. and I just finished work.
Ive often thought, is there anyone else from Napoleon in the same branch of service that I am in? I’ve never heard of any or seen anything in the papers about it.
Sunday evening we had a grand time at the Hughes. Three of we fellows went to visit them.
Today I received the letter dated April 25 and started by Larry. I makes me wish I were in Napoleon.
You ask what Be-Be meant. Its my initials. On my fatigue clothes I used to have the name, Armbruster, B.B. and everyone, they have nicknamed me Be-Be.
Tell Vi Gunn, to tell Mary McBride, that my address is 326th R/B Engrs. and not 336th. They send me mail and it is always held up because of incorrect address. Don’t get me wrong. Mary is the secretary of the Loudin factory where I worked. Ha, Ha.
Well dear, good luck to you and much happiness,
With Love,
Be-Be
P.S. How do you like the name Be-Be?


11 May ’44
England
Dearest -
To-days mail brought me the photos and pop corn that you sent. Thanks a million, dear. Who is the one lady that was on the picture, taken at the cottage? Good old Linden. I wish I were there this summer. The picture of Kenny, Bernedia and Gerald was very good. They were taken last fall, were they not? Yesterday I received a letter from Mother.
How do you like the statues? I was crazy about them? They are very antique. Yes, maybe you can have Otto Brinkman paint them. Did Harry say how old they were?
Emma still address my mail P.F. C. I wonder why?
We are having grand weather. It stays light until nearly ten o’clock.
What was the finally verdict on Bob. Kiser? Is he a prisoner of war? Why is Russell Rohrs at home? The following few lines are for grandmother - So glad, that you had such a nice birthday. You certainly fared well with gifts. I only wish that I could have been in Napoleon at the time, but we have a job to finish, before we come back, and I do mean finish it. Asking that you all remember me in your prayers. Greetings to Eloise Mother and Dad. Love to you All,
Byron



21 May ’44
Dearest -
This is Sunday evening and we just finished supper a short while ago. We had some kind of greens with pineapple mixed with it. It was pretty good. You will have to try it sometime. One of my buddies received a box of fudge this afternoon and was it good? It had a lot of nuts in it. Gee I had better hurry. I see he getting ready to pass it again. Its packed in a tin can and we use our spoons to eat it.
Well, I have just finished my rationed spoonful of fudge, so I can now continue on my letter.
Please don’t look for as many letters as you have been getting, as we are now quite bust, and news is limited.
I also received my Northwest News to-day dated the 27 April. Did Margruite Lombardi remarry Bob Vavenbrood (I don’t think I spelled his name correctly)?
Give my love to everyone and please remember me in your prayers.
With All my Love,
Byron



France ’44
July 5
Dearest -
Yesterday was 4th of July and I guess plenty of fireworks on the front lines altho I’m not anywhere near there, at present. Everything was rather quiet in this locality. Yesterday I received letters from Marcille and Emma. I received the Northwest yesterday, nine weeks old but still interesting news. I think it expires this month. Please check.
Since I now have time to stop and think, I feel like a cat with nine short lives and I still have a couple left.
I’m enclosing a couple five franc notes for scrap books.
Please give one each to your mother, Emma, my folks, Lauren and yourself. A franc is two cents in our money.
As far as the war is concerned I haven’t much to say, other than we are progressing and shall drive the murderers to their homeland in time. I’m not in much danger at present, so please never worry.
I hope you have a pretty good idea as to where and what we are doing. I know you have, if you remember the division I’m in and listen to the radio. If you have forgotten the Division look in my scrapbook. It’s the second outfit I was in. Of course we never write it on our address, only the Battalion.
Hoping this finds you all well. Must get to work.
With Love,
Byron

22 July ’44
England
Dearest.
I hope you don’t feel that you have been neglected. I have just returned from a leave, which did me a world of good. While on leave I stopped in Cardiff to see Charles Benecke and called from Red Cross and was informed that he had moved. When I returned to-day I had twenty letters awaiting me.
I’d certainly like to be home picking my own cherries instead of having the German prisoners doing it.
You certainly have been having a lot of company at the lake, almost like a hotel. When mutual friends come in and out, please give them my regards. I was so glad to hear that mother and grandmother were spending some time with you.
You always tell me to ask for things, so here are a couple things I could use a nail clippers, pop corn and I understand there is a prepared ice cream mixture on the market. Only about one home in a thousand, here in England have refrigerators and the Hughes among the fortunates. I could freeze it there.
With best of wishes to you and
Much Love,
Byron
P.S. Thanks a million for the box of nuts, dates and candy



30 July ’44
England
Dearest -
This is a Sunday afternoon and all is quiet. Last evening Steve and I spent a few hours with the Hughes. We spend the last two days of our leave in there home. Her daughter may drop you a few lines some of these days.
It must be nice at the Lake, this time of year.
I should write mother a letter but I haven’t any news, so shall wait a few days. I just finished writing Kenny a letter, the first for nearly three months. So you can see that I’m a poor letter writer.
Give Belle and Gertie my regards and how is the red headed lady that was ill?
Sending All my Love,
Be- Be.


England
19 Aug. ’44
My Dear,
We had a treat last evening, we had ice cream for supper. It was the first some of us have had for a year. There is no such a thing as ice cream, in England, during this strict rationing and if there were, we wouldn’t be allowed to purchase it. It would be depriving the civilians of there food.
How is Lakeside by now? Did you ever get to see Marge? Have you seen Vaneda? Where is Charlie stationed now? Has Marcille made up her mind to get married? Are you getting tired of my asking questions?
News is scarce at this writing, so I ask that you remember the boys in the front lines, with your prayers, as they need spiritual as well as worldly backing, in order to continue there successful advances.
Yours Always,
Be - Be


26 Aug. ’44
England
Dearest -
I haven’t received many letters from you here of late, whats the matter? When do you intend to close your summer home and move to Napoleon? You certainly have been swell to the folks by having them at Lakeside so often during the summer months.
I mailed you a couple of company pictures like I had sent mother. You keep one and give the others to Tom and Jo. I also sent back the picture of Mabel’s family. I had know place to keep it. It’s a swell picture so please keep it for me.
This is Saturday evening and nearly the entire company has gone to town. I worked late so have decided to stay in, clean up and read.
Give my best regards to our mutual Lakeside friends.
With All My Love,
Be Be.



England -
Dearest -
It seems like ages since I have had time to write to you. I hope you don’t think that I have forgotten. You are in my thoughts always.
Dearest a lot has happened in the last month. We have been cited by the President so shall wear a framed blue ribbon above our right pocket on our blouse. We also are getting glider wings to wear, similar to the wings the paratroopers wear, only where they have the parachute between the wings, we have the glider. It is made of sterling and indeed looks very ritzy. It will be worn on the left side. I really shall be decked out, won’t I?
Three ribbons, a star and wings on my left side, plus marksmanship metals and a ribbon on my right. I think we shall soon be getting a new cap insignia. It will be a glider and parachute, one right upon the other.
How do you like my new ink? You know we can’t be fussy, in the Army.
I started this letter at 6:30 and it is now 8:00, so you see I just can’t think of much to write.
I was sorry to hear about Howard Long and Lillian Pattersons, husband. Tell pop that he was Polites son, from Archibold.
If at any time you shouldn’t hear from me for several weeks, please don’t worry, as it will only mean that we are very busy or on the move, or any number of things. The whole thing is, please never worry.
Marcille has written me that she is getting married. I wish her all the luck in the world.
Well dear, I suppose Lakeside shall soon close for the season. I understand you and my people have had many good times there during the summer.
Must close and read the paper.
With All My Love,
Cpl. Be - Be






England
18 Sept. ’44
Dearest -
I’d just about as leave take a beating as to sit down and try and write a letter, but I guess I just have to as you are in my thoughts every minute of the day. It shall be the happiest day of my life when I return to the States, to stay.
I was so surprised to hear that Mother is helping in the factory. I’m afraid though that she perhaps is working to hard.
To-day I received a nice long letter from Mrs. Brinkman. Tell her that I’ve missed out on those parties, that she mentioned and from what I’ve heard, I guess I’m better off.
I’ve sent mother some snaps. I hope she receives them soon. One of them is for you. I hope you like it.
Well precious, I’ll now call it a day (8:00 PM) and go downstairs to our day room and listen to the radio.
With All My Love,
Be - Be


20 Sept. ’44
Dearest -
I received your letter to-day stating that you received the pictures. Did Jo like hers?
I’ll bet you have been rather worried the last few days, haven’t you? I’m perfectly safe for the time being.
How is it at the lake by now? Its getting cool, isn’t it? I hear Eleanor and Stan are moving, where are they moving to?
The Hughes are on vacation and will return Friday. I expect to see them over the week end. Did you receive the pictures that I sent you, or let me think, I guess I sent them to Mother, of the Hughes? Did they look like you had them pictured?
Well dear, its my bedtime, so shall sign off with fond memories of you.
With All My Love,
Cpl. Be - Be.


England
9 Oct. ’44
Dearest -
This has been another eventful week. I have just returned from another glider ride, and instead of going to work, which would only be about a half hour, I shall drop you a few lines.
Sgt. Hodel, of Wabash, Indiana and myself had a short holiday, so we traveled to Stratford-On-Avon and stayed at the Red Cross Club. We slept between sheets, the first for months. The first thing Sunday morning we attended church in which Shakespeare, his wife, daughter and son-in law are laid to rest. We then had tea, picked up two bicycles at the Red Cross and started to do a little sight seeing. We visited Shakespeare’s home, the theater where his plays are presented and Ann Hathoway’s cottage. The antiques were lovely. After sight seeing all afternoon and taking pictures, which reminds me if you can secure some 616 films, please send me some, we decided to have lunch at the Red Cross and start back. As I entered the door I thought for a moment I saw Clarence and who do you think it was? Lawrence Kurtz. Were we both surprised? After a short chat and eating together we started home. We had to transfer enroute and we boarded the wrong train and wound up in London. We caught the first train out and I arrived at camp just a minute before my pass expired. Well, that’s what makes the world tick.
A few days ago I sent you a little gift. I hope you like it. It was made by a wounded British soldier that is in a plaster cast and only has the freedom of his arms. Nearly everyone in our company has bought one or two. You can call it a part of your Christmas present as it is made of a Christmas colors.
Enclosed is a snap we had made while in Stratford.
Well dear I hope this finds you well and happy.
Sending you All My Love,
Be - Be


England
18 Oct. ’44
Dearest -
I have letters lying before me from Mother Brinkman, Emma, mother, Marcille, Frances Mary, Fredia, yourself and a couple from buddies stationed elsewhere in the U.K. I am only writing to you this evening, so I shall also answer some of there questions. I wrote Marcille and Bert last nite.
Please tell Fredia who Honigman is. Remember? They are the ones from Cleveland. Also tell mother that Steve is my age, and from Warren. Tell mother I’ve never received those films but could certainly use some.
Say dearest, I’ve sent you some material, I hope you like it. If possible, I would like for you to use it for the wedding gown. I think it would be lovely. Let me know what you think of the idea. Of course you might have to buy the long train. I love a trailing gown or rather train. Have mother help you with it. Maybe Ida and Tillie also. Make it as soon as you have time, as one never knows. It might be years (I pray not) and it might be weeks. At any rate, we want to be all set, if and when.
Nore writes the swellest, long, newsy letters. Oh, I don’t know what I’d do if it wasn’t for news from the home front by Nora, Emma, my sisters and dear mother.
I do hope this ends soon. I have indeed been very fortunate.
Please give my best regards to your mother, dad and grandma.
With Love,
Your Be - Be.


England
7 Nov. ’44
Dearest -
I have just finished doing a little sewing. We now have a new cap insignia. Its quite similar to the one we already had only it now has both a parachute and glider.
How is the election comming? I’m sitting here wondering just how it will come out. Tomorrow of course, will tell.
I planned on a pass for over the week end but I had to work Saturday afternoon, so Sunday afternoon and evening Sgt. Hodel and myself spent at the Hughes. We had a grand time. I don’t know if I already told you or not that, that Mrs. Hughs is a Red Cross nurse and that she and some other nurses have invited Freddie (Sgt. Hodel) and myself to a private hospital dance this comming Wednesday. Friday evening we four are dining out and then going to a ballet at one of the local theaters.
Tell mother that I’m glad she and yourself were able to visit the Rieter’s. The lady in Alexandria is really a queen. She certainly treated me fine. Please give Mrs. Rieter my best regard.
With All My Love,
Be -Be


England
24 Nov. ’44
Dearest -
Another Thanksgiving Day has passed and I’m now back to the same old grind. Freddie (Sgt. Hodel) and myself spent the afternoon and evening at the Hughes. We have been quite busy and if possible we may spend the weekend with them. It is so peaceful and homelike sitting in front of there fireplace and relaxing. So you see we may have a quite a weekend.
Did mother tell you that I may soon be following in Harry’s footsteps? I haven’t received news from home since the 6th of Nov. and conditions now exist so that I don’t expect any for some time yet. However, all is well and yesterday was truly a day of Thanksgiving. During the meal at the Hughes yesterday. Reverend gave a grand toast, something about the unity of the two countries existing forever.
Must hurry as Cpl. Hayes just brought us in each an order of fish and chips.
Love for Ever,
Be - Be.


France
9 Dec. ’44
Dearest -
I just returned from the show, here in camp, Benny Goodman in “Sweet and Low Down.” It was a very good picture, as musicals are my favorite.
I hope you are now having good weather, we are having mud and more mud.
So far I have received three packages. One from the Brinkmans, one from your kind mother and the one that contained my favorite eats, stuffed dates. Please thank your mother for me. I also thank you a million.
Dad mentioned that Dwight may be leaving for the service Dec. 7th, has he gone as yet? If so, I wish him all the luck in the world.
I finally caught up with my mail here in France after not receiving any for a full month. It seems that V-mail letters get thru much sooner than air mail, but you just can’t write much on them.
I have several pictures taken, but I guess I won’t be able to send them home as yet. You never mentioned, weather or not you ever received the white material. What do you think of the idea?
I should write Kenny and Marcille yet but I’m just not in the mood, so please give them my regards. Tell mother that I think my Christmas this year will be just about like Dwight Mohlers, only in another country.
Well dear, I’m sending you all my Love.
Always Yours,
Be - Be.


France
17 Dec. ’44
Dearest -
I just finished writing Marcille and Kenny each a short letter and I do mean short.
This is Sunday evening and it has been a dreary day. My mind was in Napoleon all day. This morning I attended services here in camp and I worked for three hours this afternoon. I received a North-West this evening, dated August, so you see it isn’t much good.
Have you started on the garment, as yet? Who is working on it, mother or Tillie and Ida? I received a card from Ida and Tillie.
Its now 6:30, I think I’ll shave, then relax and read the remainder of the evening.
Tell your mother I miss the nice letters she used to write. Wishing you the Best of Everything.
With Love,
Be - Be

P.S. Merry Christmas Grandma Frease, and Mother and Dad Higgins.


Belgium
31 Dec. ’44
Dearest -
Conditions are about the same as when I dropped the folks a few lines. Please don’t worry, as I’m coming through O.K.
Our letters have finally caught up with us, although our packages are still on the way.
We are unable to write much news just at present, so in closing I assure you I’m O.K. and God willing I’ll remain so.
Letters may be scarce for a while, as I hate to write, but please keep them coming my way.
The folks perhaps are steadily listening to the radio and the De Soters may be able to give a little enlightenment.
It will indeed be a happy day when we shall return to the States.
With All My Love,
Be - Be
P.S. I heard from Eleanor and Stan.



Belgium
6 Jan. ’45
Dearest -
Just a note to let you know that I’m O.K. Yesterday three packages caught up with me, Marcille and Bert’s, your dads and your grandmothers. I’m sorry I haven’t the time to write letters just now, so please thank them for me and I’ll write them at a later date. It was so kind of your dad and grandmother to remember me.
Yesterday I received cards from Aunt Bertha, Garnet, Alamada, Francile Huser and mother. Nearly each of them also contained a short letter.
I understand that the radio and newspapers back home are giving our Division the headlines, so you will be kept abreast with the news. I’m right in the midst of it, but I assure you I’m O.K.
Dear, you and mother are in my thoughts always. Please write often.
With All My Love,
Be - Be


Belgium
18 Jan. ’45
Dearest -
Sorry I haven’t written sooner. I’ve just been pretty busy. I assure you I’m in perfect health and getting along fine.
I haven’t received any mail for several days but I expect them to come through in a bunch. I owe so many letters but I’m only writing you and the folks for the time being.
Thank s a million for the beautiful and tasty Christmas box. Please thank Mrs. Gerken for the box she sent me.
I’ll write you a longer letter in a few days so good nite dear. With All My Love,
Be - Be


25 Jan ’45
France
Dearest -
Sorry I haven’t forgotten you, just been a little to busy. I hadn’t received any news from home since Dec. 30th, until today I received a card from Mrs. Bennett, Helen and Blaine Foughty and Lollie, also letters from Frances Mary and Mother Brinkman. It was all old mail dated Nov. 8th and 10th. I can’t remember when I last received a letter from you. Quite a while back, I received the picture of dad that mother sent. I’m still carrying the money order that the factory sent me for Christmas, as there is no way of cashing it, here. It really doesn’t matter, as we don’t have any use for money anyway.
Did you ever hear where Chas. Benecke is now stationed? Last week I was in the same town as Lawrence Kurtz.
Dear, I’ve even picked the name for our little love nest. How do you like it? “Atlanta Haven”. Ask Mrs. Brinkman how she likes it. Please thank your people for the lovely Christmas presents, just what I wanted, eats.
Mother Higgins, the poem was lovely, thanks a million, but I miss your letters. Please don’t let me down.
With All My Love,
Be - Be
P.S. Greetings Grandma Frease and Dad Higgins



France
30 Jan. ’45
Dearest -
We seem to be a little more settled now for a while, I hope, so perhaps I shall be able to do more writing.
To-day brought me two Christmas packages. One form the Brinkmans and one from the factory headquarters, from New York. It was indeed a grand box including my favorite razor blades, Personia. They send me some from time to time and I had a quite a few saved up, and what happened? They are at the bottom of the Channel.
Please thank the Brinkmans for the swell box and tell her that Be - Be is the nickname that the boys have given me. Its my two first initials.
I hope you have been able to keep up with my, during my latest moves. I’ve been jumping from country to country as you do from town to town.
Dear, I wish I could tell you how and where I spent the holiday but that must wait. You perhaps know the latter.
With All My Love,
Cpl. Be - Be.

France
6 Feb. ’45
Dearest -
To-day brought me letters from, Mrs. Gerken, with Wilburs picture enclosed, Kenny, two from mother, Lauren, Mabel, Emma and Frieda. The only late ones were Fredia’s and Emma’s. the V-mail comes thru the quickest of any mail, at present. The one I received to-day from Emma, was her fifth, written this year.
Say a little bird told me that you haven’t even started making that dress yet. What the holdup? I’m also awaiting for a letter from you. It seems like ages since I’ve heard from you. Oh know it just seems that way, I received one from you three days ago.
Mrs. Gerken asked me to write John Murphy’s wife but I feel that that would be rather hard to do, as I had never met him. However, I’ll enquire about him.
Dear I have ordered a pin for you which will be sent direct to you from a factory in the States. It may take some time but I know you will like it.
With Love,
Cpl. Be - Be.
P.S. Carolyn Ann also enclosed a cute little letter.



France
10 Feb. ’45
Dearest Eloise -
Marcille and Bert sent me this stationary but the little writing that I do, I shall never use it all.
When you write your sis and Stan, tell them that I received their package this evening. I had just written them last nite but I hadn’t received it then.
Sgt. Bernth has returned to the U.S. to visit his folks, so I really have my hands full at present. He was my section leader, I’ve written the folks, and I hope they and yourself will be able to make arrangements to meet, he and his wife, He’s a swell fellow. He perhaps would spend a few days in Napoleon, but I don’t think his folks have a car. Dad can drop him a line.
Emma and Frieda have been so faithful in writing but I just haven’t the ambition to write them.
I sure wish I could visit them all.
I never shall forget the good times we have had. The week at the lake, etc. Your folks have treated me so well and especially your grandmother, letting me have the use of her car. Deeds of kindness are never forgotten, by me. Your grandmother is one of the grandest people, I’ve ever know. She is very much like my grandmother was. I do hope we can be to gether again, soon, so that we can once more enjoy life.
Well, they can’t stop me from dreaming.
Its now 9:00 PM. I shall open some canned figs I have and eat whatever else I can find and then retire.
To day I received a letter from you and Emma.
With All My Love,
Cpl. Be -Be
P.S. Yes, I’ve seen the picture that you mentioned.




France
17 Feb. ’45
Dearest -
I have certainly been busy since Sgt. Bernth has gone. I’ve been working from ten to twelve hours a day. I’ll perhaps be more bust then ever now as one of the fellows in our section has gone to the hospital for an operation.
Do you ever hear from Mrs. Honigman? Did you ever answer Mrs. Ulrichs letter?
I’ve received a lot of mail but I haven’t much news to write back. Please tell Fredia to date her letters and thank her for the snaps. They were all very good.
Sorry to hear of your Uncle Charlies death. Please give me the low-down.
We took a few pictures yesterday.
Love to you Dear,
Be - Be


France
22 Feb. ’45
Dearest -
I have a few minutes, so must drop you a line. I’ve been wanting to write you before, but I’m being worked to a frazzle since Sgt. Bernth has left. I do hope you get to see him. Have him explain each ribbon and decoration he is wearing, as I am sporting identicals. He might help your mother write up something for Sattler, as we have always been to-gether.
We are having a little sloppy weather. That is muddy, but a little sunshine now and then. I’m still at the same place.
I hope some day to get a furlough to England, and again visit the Hughes. I’d rather spend a furlough in a country where the people speak English.
Well dear, I must get to work, so until next time, Cherrio.
With Love,
Be - Be.


France
26 Feb. ’45
Dearest -
We have now moved back to the rear, and we are billited in tents. (12 to a tent). It could be better and it could be worse. They keep me so d--- busy that I just don’t have time to think, which may be a good thing.
Have you met up with Sgt. Bernth, as yet? I certainly hope it can be arranged.
This afternoon I had four teeth filled and some work done on my plate. They kept my plate and tonite finds me almost toothless.
I’m pretty disgusted with my work. It seems that the more you do, the more they expect you to do. It wouldn’t be so bad if you were getting paid accordingly. This afternoon while going to the dentist, was the first half day I’ve been off work since leaving England, and this wasn’t a pleasing afternoon. It has been exactly eleven weeks, almost four months since I have had a chance to wear my blouse. Sorry to say, I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t care what happens. I think let the ones that have the rank and are getting paid for it, do the work.
Mother sent me Doris Mohler address again but that doesn’t help matters. I wish she would let me know if she knows what town he is near. We can’t write it in our correspondence, altho we write back and forth. Did you ever receive the tablecloth?
I just received a North West which is only about three months old, so I’ll close and read it.
I’ll write more when I’m in a better mood.
With All My Love,
Be - Be


Letters to Eloise Higgins
From English woman who married a friend of Byron’s



“Brewery Tavern”
19, Caversham Road,
Reading Berks.
England.

6th November, 1944
Dear Miss. Higgins,

Quite sometime ago Byron asked me to write to you and over the past week-end, he gave me your address and I promised him I would write and make my self known to you. I know you have heard about me, as Byron was Best Man at my wedding on September 27th when I married a friend of his, Arthur Ulrich from Rolling Prairie, Indiana. I’m sure he has told you about the wedding and will be sending along a photo of my husband and I, when we receive them from the Photographers.
I’ve heard so much about you Eloise, and I know Byron is longing to return to Napoleon, Ohio, to be married to you. He told me he had sent you a silk parachute for your wedding gown, which I know will look very beautiful. He misses you very much and I do so hope the war will end soon so that he may return for the very happy occasion to take place.
My family and friends who know Byron, think he is a grand person. I first met him at a party given by the Battalion in a Club House near to Headquarters. This was in March when Arthur introduced me to Byron and we have known him since then. He has also made friends with some people living in the country near here, a Flight-Lieutenant Ellis and his wife. I think Mrs. Ellis has also written to you. Byron introduced them to us last week and we spent the evening together.
I hope, after the war is over, I shall come to America and I should very much like to meet you personally. Of course, Arthur & I cannot decide definitely yet as to what we shall do after the war. It is not worth while planning anything while the war is still on, as circumstances alter so quickly, we feel we cannot decide where we shall eventually settle down until it is all over. If I do decide to settle down in America, then I shall certainly visit you.
Now I expect you would like to know something about me. I am twenty years old, 5ft. 4 ins and weigh 125 lbs. I am a Short-hand Typist for Messrs. Allied Suppliers Ltd. I am very fond of swimming, rowing, tennis and walking. Byron tells me you love swimming. I also hear that you are a good cook and Byron is anxiously waiting to return to you, to enjoy some of your Steamed Pudding.
In the past I have taken quite an interest in Dramatics and I belonged to the Dramatic Section of the Social Club attached to my Firm. I have acted in a number of plays and I also joined the Berkshire Operatic Society before the war and took part in Arthur Sullivan’s “Rose of Persia” which was performed at our Palace Theatre in Reading, once nightly, for a week, and I can tell you I thoroughly enjoyed myself at every performance. Of course, the war brought an end to the Operatic Society as all the young me were called up and it was impossible to carry on.
Each day I ride a bicycle to the office as it takes me about 10 minutes to get into the country, where my Firm have taken over a house by the River Thames. It is a very pleasant spot, just outside Reading. I have a wonderful view from my office window of the garden around. This house was taken over by my Firm when they evacuated from London at the beginning of the war.
My family consists of my father who is a Licensee and the owner of a Public House; he has had an operation in hospital during the past month and is now at home resting, so my mother is very busy looking after the business for my father as well as the housework. I have one brother who is eighteen years old and is waiting to be called up for the Army. At the moment he is training to be an Architect and has been taking a course at the University of Reading for the past two years. We live in one of the main streets of Reading. Our house is situated on a corner and has twenty rooms in it. Reading is quite a large town with a population of over 97,000 and is in easy reach of the countryside. For the past five years we have had to walk about our streets in complete darkness, but a new order issued recently by our Government, has lifted the Black-Out to Dim-Out and now we need not black-out our windows in the evening but only draw the curtains across and a few lights are now lit in the streets. The children born in this country during the first year of war had never seen a light in the streets until this autumn.
Perhaps you would like to know what I wore for my wedding. My gown was made of crushed chiffon velvet with lace veil and headdress of orange blossom. I had white satin shoes, court style, on which my Mother placed the two diamond stones which she had on her shoes when she was married and I also wore her wedding stockings of white silk which were thirty years old. My bouquet was of red roses and carnations and pink roses and carnations, white heather and green fern, which fell in front of my gown. The photograph which Byron will be sending you was taken on coming out of the church and you will be able to see just what all of us looked like on that very happy day.
You know I get quite a thrill corresponding with my husband’s relations and I also write to Yvonne Bernth in New Orleans, Fred Bernth’s wife, no doubt you have heard of him as Byron and Fred worked together. The distance is so far and when I receive answers from America, I get quite excited.
I do hope you will write me, as I should very much like to hear from you, and I hope we shall continue to correspond with each other for a long time.
Sincerely,
Joan


Letter two:

Brewery Tavern
19. Caversham Rd
Reading. Berks.
England

14th Jan. 1945
Dear Eloise,

I’ve heard from Byron that you have received my first letter and I’m hoping to hear from you soon.
Enclosed is my wedding photo, which Byron asked me to send you. I hope it reaches you safely.
I trust you are keeping well. I’m in good health, my father is gradually getting stronger after his operation, but I have mother ill in bed, so I’m kept very busy all day and every day.
Now Arthur has gone to France, I’m feeling very lonely, but I hear from him regularly several times in a week, which helps me to face this separation until the time we meet again.
I hope you had a good Christmas. I’m afraid I had a very quiet time here, but next Christmas I’m hoping will be a merrier and happier one.
I must wish you a happy and Prosperous New Year and I pray the war will end during it, so that we can settle down to a normal and peaceful life.
I’m looking forward to hearing from you. Do write when you have time.
Sincerely,
Joan




Letters to Byron’s parents
From soldiers and people in England


April 18th ’44
Dear Chris and Anna,
Received your card and many thanks for the beautiful prayer. I have read the prayer several times and enjoy it very much.
I hope this finds you all well and happy. I would like to write a nice letter but I’m afraid I’m going to have to get a secretary for my correspondence. I sure can’t complain about not receiving mail. I received 33 letters yesterday. Some were still letters from February.
Everything is going fine and all is well over here. Our time is pretty well taken care of. Its 8:30 P.M. and I’m just getting around to find time to write some letters. I have moved to a new station and when the trees and flowers come out its going to be beautiful here.
I thought I wrote Byron a letter, but never heard from him. Mother mentioned that he seen my name in the Register book at the Red Cross in Historical old Oxford. I have lost his address so all I can do is wait.
Love to all
Junior



Italy
April 17, 1944
Dear Friends,
I want to take the pleasure to thank you folks for the Easter Greetings. We know you folks are still with us when you think of us with Greetings. It gives a person new life when he knows he still has friends. I sure enjoyed the Servicemans Prayer. I know many of boys lips has said those words over and over again. Just waiting for the time to come when they will be answered.
We are having some nice weather over here now. I suppose the weather is nice back there. The farmers sure will be bussy now. Hope you folks are all well. It is time for me to be signing off. Thanks again for the Greetings.
A friend,
Orville Bennett




The Cairngorns
Lower Basildon
Reading
England

May 11, 1944
Dear Mes. Armbruster
It was most kind of you to acknowledge my letter. My wife and I know the anxiety of parents as our only son has now been over two years in India. The day he returns will be a great joy to us. Byron came in with two friends last Sunday and they had supper with us. Byron is very friendly, and I can assure you a worthy son.
When the boys leave this part we shall miss them. They all look so well and fit. They have been well favored in the weather - we have had a wonderful amount of sun. Next Sunday with us is Farm Sunday and we shall ask for blessing on the crops and the seed sown in our fields.
The war has drawn Americans very near to us by its creation of intimate friendship which I feel sure will be maintained after the war is over.
You will be glad to know that Byron is well and happy and naturally looking forward to the time when he will be home with you again.
With our very warm greetings,
Yours sincerely,
J. Hughes and M.M. Hughes




The Cairngorns
Lower Basildon
Reading Berks.
England

July 15, 1944
Dear Mrs. Armbruster,
Just a short letter to inform you that Byron and his friend Stephen spent last Evening with us. They were with us from 7 p.m. to 11 p.m. and we all had supper together. Both men look remarkably well, and have gone on 7 days leave to-day. Byron was going with Stephen as far as Sherborne in Dorsetshire, and then on to Cardiff to see his friends. Many this way think the European War will be over this Autumn. I sincerely pray it will be so. We have one son and one daughter. Our boy is out in India in his third year. He won’t be granted leave to come home until after 5 years service. England at the moment is green with foliage and the countryside and gardens full of roses. We told the two boys while they are on this side of the ocean to look upon our house as their home. We shall always be very delighted to receive them. I hope it won’t be long before they are with you.
With our very kind greetings,
Also to Miss Higgins.
Yours sincerely,
J. Hughes





Mr + Mrs. C.H. Armbruster
R.F.D. #
Napoleon, Ohio

POT. John Schlosser
R.S.N. 35554198
771 C.M.L. Depot Co. RUN.
A.P.O. # 590 c/o P.N.
New York, N.Y.

Merry Christmas
From
India

(Picture of Santa Claus on a cart drawn by a pair of oxen)




July 30, 1945
San Francisco, Calif

Dear Mom,
Yes it’s really me. I though I better write before you gave me up for lost. I been going to write you and Marcille for a long time but I never got to it.
Received a letter from Bert and also one from Kennie about a week ago. I got those 2 letters from Marcille but I got the last one she wrote before I did the first one. That’s the way mail is out here.
Bryon should be a proud guy getting everything he did. I hope he gets to come home soon. If he has 83 points he only needs 2 more, don’t he.
I bet the weather here is twice as hot as it is at home.
Received some pictures today from Marilyn.
I’ve been getting some interesting letters from Bousher.
I should write Mrs. Longton.
Well, I hope you can read this mess, as you know I’m not much good at writing.
With Love,
Dwight



Letter and card to May Frease
(Eloise’s Grandmother)

19 Aug. ’44
England
My Dear Grandma Frease -
I just must drop you a note this evening, as you are always in my thoughts, altho I never seem to be able to sit myself down and write to you. For some reason or other I’m just a little nervous and I hate to write. I’m so glad to hear that you are feeling fine now and also that you and mother had such a nice time at the Lake. When mothers happy I’m happy. I can never forget the kindness you have shown me during each of my brief stays in and around Napoleon. Yes, the stays certainly seemed brief, when I was in your company. I do hope we will get to see each other again in the not to distant future.
I must close and write Eloise. Please give my best wishes to Eloise’s dad and mother.
Wishing you the best of health and happiness.
As Ever,
Byron

Greetings
There’s a friendly
feeling in the
air
There’s joy and
goodwill
everywhere
it’s Christmas!

Hoping this finds you well.
Byron





Letters to parents of
Eloise Higgins


Greetings
There’s a friendly
feeling in the
air
There’s joy and
goodwill
everywhere
it’s Christmas!

We are mailing our greeting early
Byron




Fort Bragg, N.C.
Mon. Eve.
Dear Mrs. Higgins -

I’m very busy to nite, but I just must drop you a line to let you know that I sure think the poems are swell. A friend of mine insists that I give them to him, but I wouldn’t think of parting with them. If you have any extra’s and care to send him one, he will certainly appreciate it. They were sure swell.
I received a five pound box of candy from Eleanor and Stan this morning. I’ve been getting so many cards and packages that I can’t find time to write everyone a “thank you”. I’ve received around twenty cards up to now. The candy Eleanore and Stan sent was tops.
Eloise’s box arrived this afternoon at work and when the time came to go to my barracks, it was all gone. Every one said it was the best homemade candy they had ever eaten, including several Lieutenants. Thanks a lot Eloise.
I’m glad you and Mrs. Frease liked the pins. It isn’t much, only a remembrance.
Again thanks for everything.
Love,
Byron
P.S. I’ve lost Eleanor’s address, please send it at once.





Fort Bragg, N.C.
April 11/43
Dear Folks -
I was indeed glad to hear from you. Letters are always welcome and since my people now have another one to write to, the letters are beginning to become scarcer, and now it’s the same with you people, since Stan has left.
I have heard the legend of the dog-wood, my favorite early flowering shub, of which I set our a half a dozen at home a few years ago, but I think are still to young to bloom. However there is a dispute as to which wood was used to make the cross. Some say it was of aspin. Can you recognize an aspin tree? I think that is spelled right. It has a light smooth bark and the leaves are small and almost round. (Ask Mr. Brillhart to show you one, sometime) They are never quite, very restless. It poetry things are oftentimes referred to, as being as restless as an aspin leaf. So much for botany.
I intended to send several Easter cards but I’m unable to buy them on the post and I don’t think I’ll get to town, so please let me wish you both a Very Happy Easter, thru this letter.
A friend of mine was in Southern Pines and brought me back some of this stationary. How do you like it.
I thank you very much for the pamphlets, but Garnet E had already sent them to me.
I’m curious to know just where Stan will be stationed. Kenny thinks he also will be moved again.
I’m happy for Marcille as I think my future brother-in-law is very nice. She even suggested a triple wedding, after the war. What do you think of that? That would be something. Don’t say anything at home though. I think Kenny is to young. Altho one never knows.
By the way, have you decided on a name yet for the new arrival?
I’m scribbling this on my knee so I hope you will be able to read it.
With Love and Best of Wishes
Byron



Fayetteville, N.C.
July 31/43
Dear Folks -
We certainly had a grand but short visit. I’m writing this at the U.S.O. with a very scratchy pen. I hope you can read it. I just left the folks about an hour ago. I hope they have a pleasant trip. It was so good to see them all, only I regret that some of you could not come along with Eloise.
We had our Division revue yesterday and it should be an unforgettable event in the memory of Eloise and my folks. They can tell you about it.
Thanks a million for the poem, candy and dates.
With best of wishes
Byron

P.S. Was debating as to weather or not I should mail this, as it is such terrible writing. So please excuse pen. I haven’t a pencil.




25 Feb. ’44
England
Dear Mother Higgins -
I’m so tired to-nite but feel that I must let you know how much I enjoyed the poem. Thanks a million. The Hughes’ also thought it was swell.
I’ve received the box of dates, nuts, gum and other articles. Who really sent them? I think Eloise said that her dad sent the dates, so please thank him for me. I shall drop him a line some of these times. I suppose he and my dad feel that they have been neglected. However I think of them both, often. I know they understand.
We have been on a field problem and just came back this evening. I thought I’d freeze last nite. Just one of those things, to be expected.
I received a very nice letter from Stan the other day. I’ll certainly be awaiting the day when I can again see he and Eleanor.
Well mother, keep things rolling around good old Napoleon until I get back and then we will all go to Lakeside for a rest cure. Ha Ha
With Love,
Byron




Letter to Mr. and Mrs. B.A. Harden


England
16 Oct. ’44
Hi Kids -
I waited, it seemed like a long time and I finally received your letter and address. I wanted to write you sooner but didn’t have your address.
Bert, I want to congratulate you for being able to put one of my favorite sisters under your wing. To me she has always been tops, and Sis I wish you many, many years of happily wedded bliss. I’m proud of you both. I only hope and pray that I shall be able to meet Eloise before to many months roll by and follow in your footsteps. Gee, four brother-in-laws.
Sorry I can’t tell you much of current events. A week ago Sunday Sgt. Hodel and myself had leave and we visited Stratford-on-Avon. We attended services in the church where Shakespeare and his people are laid to rest, Ann Hathaways cottage, Shakespeares birthplace and many other historical places of interest. We rode bicycle from place to place. I ran into Lawrence Curtz at the Red Cross club.
Yesterday we were in London and saw the movie “Hitlers Song.”
A couple of weeks ago, the day you had set for your wedding, I was best man at a large church wedding here. A Sgt. from Indiana married a girl from the city nearby. We had a big day.
If you don’t hear from me very often, please don’t think I’ve forgotten you. I hate to write letters.
Wishing you both health and happiness, I remain as ever
Your brother,
Cpl. Be - Be



Letter to parents of a friend killed at D-Day


Dear Friends,
My high esteem for Wilbur, has had more than a slight influence in motivating this letter.
We had always been near each other all during his army career, in the same division altho not in the same battalion. We hit the beach of France on the same day and it pleased God to take him from this earthly turmoil, shortly after coming ashore. It should be a consolation to know that he remained faithful to his church and God, and died a Christian death gallantly serving his God and country.
Censorship prohibits me giving to you the location of his resting place, but I assure you he was laid to rest properly with many of his courageous buddies. Badenhop, Meyer, and myself, have knelt beside his resting place on several occasions, during our short stay in that vicinity.
I pray that God shall lighten your hearts in this time of sorrow.
Byron Armbruster