Letter 1943.38 – 22 October. Henri (650 Gen Tpt Coy) to Yvette

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

22 October.

My sweet darling, my beloved Yvette, it is a good two weeks since I received any news from you. The last time was a letter in reply to my first from here. It was dated 2 October. This story makes me very miserable. For though I know well that our mail cannot be regular, I am all the same anxious, irritable and depressed too.  Of course I am. I love you so deeply, I love you so tenderly and miss you so cruelly that your letters always calm my soul, appease or at least diminish the terrible pain I feel because of our separation, which lasts, lasts and will last who knows how long!  That’s why I am always at the post office worrying the comrade who is in charge of the mail. Always, that’s to say only when I have some free minutes. And when I work, when I travel the roads shining with rain, my heart and my spirit are always with you, my darling, who I so much love.

Several days ago I bought you a gift. I like it and I hope that you will like it too.  It’s the first time that I regret my ignorance on the question of female ornaments.  I bought it as something precious, but I ask myself very sincerely if I have not been gulled, if I haven’t been shamefully rolled.  I hope not.

Whether or not, since then I have tried everything to find a way to get it to you. Poste? I wouldn’t like it to be lost. But since I must send it to you, I will be obliged to use this unique method: the post.   To risk it.  So I have decided to make a dear little packet and tomorrow it will leave. And you, I beg you, after your have received it and after the first enthusiastic moments  have passed, I want you to respond nicely and without embarrassment and tell me whether you like coral; if it is authentic and if you like it.

That way, I will have a lesson in savoir-vivre to last to the end, darling.

I remember very well the plans that we made at Ameriah and at Alexandria. It was decided that you had to begin to concentrate on your civil wardrobe. And yes, darling, I hold to that absolutely. And I love to imagine to myself that you stroll through the shops when time and money permit. It is necessary, that at least on this heading, the heading of wardrobe, that my wife be, for the first time after the war, more or less well dressed.  Excuse me for speaking of these little things, but I prize them.

In general, you can find me stupid, because of this letter too, but I love to imagine to myself our future life, in peace, with kids, oh I so much love to dream and think of that!    that I cant help thinking of the dresses that you will wear and that I want to be beautiful, of your blouses, and of my feeble resources for providing them in this struggle for material life etc-

My Dieu, my God, how I love you darling!

Write me a little, a lot, a lot.

Say hello to our friends and comrades.

Your

Henri

I am looking for a beautiful big ball for Ouri. I hope to find and send it.

H

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