Philippines, Feb 12th, 1945 Dear Iz,
The postmaster general was very kind today and, through his representative, our mail orderly, presented me with five letters from home. Two were Christmas Cards, one a Valentine’s Greeting and the other two were the real thing. Your letter was among them. Hearing from you is like a shot in the arm. So, the tap room’s in Buckners Village, eh? That was one of my battle grounds before the war. It’s swell to know that things are going well and if you meet with the same success I did there, wow! Iz, you express a great deal of optimism in your letter as concerns the ending of the war. I don’t know whether your trying to boost my morale or whether you actu- ally believe that rot. Personally, even with the great success we are now experiencing in the West as well as the East, I have no hopes of seeing home ‘till late in forty six or quite possibly, forty seven. There is a long way to go yet, Iz. All of us over here, who make those lines you see on maps, know what lies beyond them. What most people can’t understand is that every mile closer to victory is a tougher and a bloodier mile. At any rate, I’m glad that you and Harry don’t have to walk those miles. Whenever I think that you or he should possibly have to go it makes me shudder. War isn’t nice. I know. And the fewer who have to take part in it the better. We don’t want any more men than we actually need. Unfortunately there are too many stupid people who believe that, “If I’m in it why shouldn’t you be.” Their jealousy and selfishness makes me sick. That’ll be all from me, now. Take it easy and take care of yourself.
Letter from Herman to Iz, 1945 Philippines, Feb 12th
Kid brother, Herm
Your Kid Brother, Herm 1945 Philippines, Feb 12th
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