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Dvr H.Adler
PAL/30765
650, G.T.Coy R.A.S.C
“B”Platoon
C.M.F

4 October.

Darling, my little darling, how can I describe the joy which possessed all my being when they gave me a packet of 20 letters!  19 from you, one from my sister and one from Dov.   And to crown this festival unique for my heart: three charming little photos of the wife that I love so much, that I love solely – of you, darling. –

{more of the same about how much he loves her]

I want only to say: thank you, darling, oh my darling! And one more thing, one thing that, with our ideal is the very essence of my life, and it is:I love you, little one; I love you with all my soul.  I have not written to you for four days. Excuse me, It is lack of time. I work day and night. Now, too, I am writing in haste because soon I will have to take off again. So I must be precise, and besides I have so much to say to you— I want to tell you of my hatred for fascism, which during twenty years has starved and degraded in a most hideous manner the Italian people who are so likeable. I want to tell you of the bestiality – yes bestiality- of the Nazis. I want to tell you of all the cruelty that is war. I want to tell you of my love for the people of all races and colours. I want to tell you of my hope, my faith in all humanity’s revenge on the dark forces, which shed its blood and kill it.  I want to tell you of my unshakeable determination to continue my life, our life together, darling, in the same direction as it has gone up to now: to struggle, struggle, struggle without respite for a better tomorrow for everyone. To continue along the same road, on the road that all men of good will take.

But it is war. I am very busy and we help our fighting troops with everything we have, to drive fascism and Nazism from Italy from Germany, from Europe – and out of the whole world. I haven’t time.   But a the first opportunity, I will write you a huge letter.

You can imagine how the news from the U.S.S.R. thrills us, cant you darling! And here too, you no doubt know that we continue to advance.

Little one, I told you earlier, to what extent my ideal is living in my heart. I want to tell you again, that I never think about all that without you being present inside me. You accompany me everywhere. In my thoughts, in my hopes, in my work, in my struggle. You are in my eyes when I gaze on the ruins of the war. You are in me

When I console as best I can the poor starving kids. You are in when I think of all that. When I think about causes and about results. You are so deeply within me when I think about my future. With you, darling. With you, my strength and my   enthusiasm rises to the full height of my physical power.

You will be with me. I know it. I feel it.    Deep down you were always with me in me. I love you, my little one.

Excuse this rambling letter. It is written hurriedly, with the paper on my knees.

I miss you and that makes be feel horribly bad.

That’s what I wanted to say to you.

I embrace you as tenderly as possible. Darling, my beloved Yvette!

   Your Henri

Tomorrow I will write to my sister. Perhaps!

Goodbye darling. H

This is my fourth letter from here. Have you received them all?

I have just re-read this letter. It provokes in me a feeling— cynical, against myself even.  I send it to you so that you will have news and so you won’t be worried. Take it simply as proof that I am alive and that I think only of you, Yvette.H