Dvr H.Adler
PAL/30765
650, G.T.Coy R.A.S.C
“B” Platoon
MEF
18 February 1943
A few words only, darling, and in haste. In a few hours I am going on a long journey. Interesting work. I will be, it seems, on the road for three weeks before returning. So you can understand that the preparations: works on the engine, departure fever in everyone around me, leave me very little time. I am also exhausted.
So you see, little one, if you don’t hear from me for 2-3 weeks, don’t be anxious. It is only that I won’t have time to write on the road. But I will. And I will do it for sure. But it is doubtful that I will find the way of sending the letters to you. In any case, I will try.
I am now going to cross, dear Yvette, hundreds of kilometres of dusty and rocky roads, roads miserably empty- a new world, however, for me. But you know very well, my sweet much loved wife, that you will not leave me for an instant. Always more and more, I will plunge myself in your beautiful soul and I am sure that you will be there to warm me in the cold desert nights.
In my rest hours, I will write to you. Every day. And at the first opportunity I will send you my letters.
My little one, my darling, my beautiful Yvette, I love you. I love you and “j’ai beau te parler du courage a toi, – moi j’ai mal…..” I feel sick at heart to go alone so far from you, I am not frightened. No. I know that your love for me is as solid as the rocks that I am going to travel over in my old machine. I know that your feelings are as strong as mine are in our beautiful love. But just the same I am sick at heart.
I have received a heap of letters from you. In one go. Oh how beautiful and good they are my little one. Thank you. Thank you. Go on writing as often and take no notice of my long silences, which very often are caused by my journeys. In one day I discovered that you had been pretty sick and am already cured. I was very anxious, but for very little time. Actually, darling, at the same time, exactly the same days, I had a fever, I was ill and I was somewhere on the roads. I work.
Yvette dearest darling, Yvette my love, I want you so much! Do you feel a little at least of this immense tenderness for you which fills my heart?
Oh darling lets get married quickly. A whole week with you —-
After this journey I will probably receive my (our) special-leave (in English).
Goodbye, little one! I love you, oh how I love you.
Your Henri.
tom rigby - melbourne 