January 5, 1945

Pvt. W.D. Johnson 34945847
Detachment of Patients
4314 US Army Hospital Plant
APO 887 c/o Postmaster
New York N.Y.

Jan 5, 1945
Sunday PM.

Dearest Mother & Dad:

Today has been a nice day. I went to church this morning and had communion. The Protestant services here are, of course, nondenominational, and they turned out to be very dignified and impressive. The chaplain preached a fine sermon from II Timothy using that passage which says that building up the physical body is important but godliness cures all things. It was a good lesson. The fellows here seem receptive to religion more so than at any place I’ve been in the Army. That is understandable, tho. The fellows here have been through a lot and most of them have done (mislabeled) a lot of thinking while things happened thick and fast out there. Tennyson was right, (and you were too Mother) when he said “More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of “. I know that all prayers in my behalf were answered on a certain day a few weeks ago. Nothing else but that could have performed the miracle. And they have been answered right along for everything to have gone as well with me. as it has. So I know “whence cometh my strength”. I have certainly seen the light on things spiritual since I have been over here and if God wills that I survive this war, there are a lot of departments in my life in which I can do a lot better that I have in the past.

I hope all goes well with you all, and I’m hoping that some of your mail will catch up with me as soon as I get out of here and get back to my outfit.

Just as soon as I get a permanent mailing address again I’ll let you hear from me.

Take care of yourselves and remember me to all the folks

Love always

David Jr.