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John N. Calhoun family letters, May 1942 - February 1943

1943-01-07 Page 2

It snowed on me practically all the way to St. Louis. Then ran out of it.
   There are very few cars on the road. And a large per cent of them are Model A Fords. So guess I'm right in style.
   I made 320 miles and didn't use hardly any gas at all. I stopped at 7:30.
   Honey, I was very happy to get home to see you and the kids. They certainly are growing. I'm just sick about being away from you and them. Maybe I made a big mistake to come into the army, but it looked like the best thing to do then. And we have to do what looks best then - which is the rub.
   Winnie has been very quiet. I don't think she is feeling so good. I hate to have to give her up as she has been lots of company - but guess it is best.
   Well, dear, must close. Don't worry about things as they will all work out for the best - someway.
   Loads of love and kisses and I'll try to see you on the way to Ann Arbor in February. 

Your own, Daddy.

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It snowed on me practically all the way to St. Louis. Then ran out of it. There are very few cars on the road. And a large per cent of them are Model A Fords. So guess I'm right in style. I made 320 miles and didn't use hardly any gas at all. I stopped at 7:30. Honey, I was very happy to get home to see you and the kids. They certainly are growing. I'm just sick about being away from you and them. Maybe I made a big mistake to come into the army, but it looked like the best thing to do then. And we have to do what looks best then - which is the rub. Winnie has been very quiet. I don't think she is feeling so good. I hate to have to give her up as she has been lots of company - but guess it is best. Well, dear, must close. Don't worry about things as they will all work out for the best - someway. Loads of love and kisses and I'll try to see you on the way to Ann Arbor in February. Your own, Daddy.