May 14, 1944
Sunday 1:15 P.M.
Dearest Mother & Dad
Well, honies, here I am in the Army and, I’m happy to state, getting along swell. If it wasn’t for being away from Louise & Julie and all the folks, I’d like it without reservation. As it is, I like it with only that reservation.
Mom, I’ve particularly thought of you on this Mother’s Day. Frankly, in the stew and confusion of leaving I forgot about it being so close, but the Day had a real significance for me today. I went to church on the Post here (I can’t leave the post) and heard a splendid service & sermon by an Army Chaplain. The church was full, and I thought of all the Mothers in this country whose sons are in the Army. I also thought what a good chance I’ve got to get along okay in the Army because of the things you have done for me, Mom. I didn’t send you a card or a present, but I wished for you today and if you could have read my thoughts I think you would have felt it was a swell Mother’s Day for both of us.
Mom, I surely appreciate your letter and the sweet poem. I brought it with me and intend to keep it. Dad, I appreciated your letter too and want to thank you for helping Louise with the furniture.
I have just prepared a bulletin of Late News on your oldest son, but I am sending it to Louise first & she can pass it on to you. It tells what I’ve been doing the last few days.
Write me soon and use the address as shown on envelope. I’m not “Dave” anymore, but “William D. Jr” so address me that way.
You all don’t need to worry about me at all. I’m fine, feeling fine and am not going to have much trouble getting acclimated. Write soon.
Love always
David