Had an inspection this morning. Everything was in tip top shape. The restriction was lifted so in the evening Council, Zirkel and I went to the beer garden. Then went to a show and came home.
Your Son, ‘Chick’
July 14, 1945 – Saturday
Letter Home – July 13, 1945
Dear Mother & Dad;
I told you not to worry about me and my girl. I thought the same way you did so I’ll wait until I get home, and if I still love her and they lifted the fraternization law all send for her. The way I see it now she would make me a wonderful wife, but we will see.
There’s nothing to write about these days. Plenty of rumors about going home but no action. They just don’t seem to be in any hurry these days. I figure I might be home by August if I’m lucky. I’ll let you know more later.
Yes I should be S/Sgt but they froze all of the ratings in 
the division in I couldn’t get it. The company commander tried, but it just won’t go through so I’ll just have to settle with being a T/4. I don’t care if I’m just a buck private if they would only send me home.
Guess I’ll bring this to a close for now. Good by and I’ll write again soon. I have a bunch more pictures on the way home again.
All My Love
“Chick”
July 13, 1945 – Friday
Worked around the supply room. Was told to get ready that I was going home the 17th of July. We are going to fly. We are still restricted. Played some cards and wrote a couple of letters.
July 12, 1945 – Thursday
We cleaned up everything good today. Keep ourselves busy all day. Had to make a few trips to battalion. Wrote some letters and played cards.
July 11, 1945 – Wednesday
Worked all day doing odd jobs and making out certificates. Had an inspection by the Col. and all of us got giged so we are restricted till Saturday. There wasn’t anything to do anyway. We played cards in the evening. Got to bed about 12 o’clock.
July 10, 1945 – Tuesday
Worked all day. In the evening went out for a ride and went to the Red cross. Came home early and wrote some letters.
July 9, 1945 – Monday
Worked in the supply all day. In the evening I took a run over to the air corp to sell my guns. I got rid of five of them. We rode around all evening. Also stopped in the Red Cross and had our usual coffee and doughnuts.
Letter Home – July 8, 1945
Dear Mother & Dad;
We left Salzburg the 6th of July, and it took us two days to get to our zone of occupation. We are in a small village about 24 miles from Kassel, Germany. We are to take up M.P. duties now.
It was sure hard for me to leave Salzburg, because it was just like another home to me the way I was treated. Lore’s Mother and Grandmother cried about the way you did when I left home. I’ll never for get those people mom, never. Poor Lore cried for three days. I must have really had her snowed under. What gets me, she wouldn’t have anything to do with any of the other Americans, 
and then after she fell in love with me, she didn’t have much to do with anyone.
She worked in the daytime and then would come home at night and work late doing my washing and ironing. To be honest with both of you, if this fraternization was off I would have married her. She proved one thing to me, and that’s that I don’t love Rita. I always thought I did, but now I know I don’t. I am sold on this girl, and there’s no way in the world I can do anything about it. I’ll be home soon, and I can talk and tell you more about it than I can put in a letter.
Say I have sent home a lot of junk. Keep all of it for me. It 
would be best if you would keep it all in the boxes until I get home, as I’ll probably give some of it away. Your present is among one of the boxes mom, and I must say it’s worth a small fortune. Someday I would like to have it for my home. I showed it two Lore and her folks, and were they ever crazy about it. Not only is it a souvenir from Hitler, but it’s something everyone one would be fond of. All I hope and pray is that it gets home and no one steals it. I really can’t say how much it’s worth, but you probably will know more than I about it. It’s all handmade.
We have a nice set up where we are now. We are in a large hotel. This is a health resort town. It’s full of mineral 
baths and such. Guess I’ll go down and try a one out tomorrow.
We have little work to do now so maybe I can get caught up on my letter writing a little. I owe so many letters, and I just know the people think I have forgotten them.
Guess this is all I have to say for now so I’ll bring this to a close. Good by to you both and don’t get too excited about me coming home. It’s a slow process all though the army makes it sound as if they are sending everyone home, but there not. Good by and I love you both very much.
All My Love
Your Son
“Chick”
July 8, 1945 – Sunday
Worked in the supply in the morning and wrote letters all afternoon. In the evening I went for a walk around the town and stopped in the Red Cross on the way home.
July 7, 1945 – Saturday
Up at three and were on our way at 5 o’clock. We got to our zone of occupation at about 1 pm. The name of the town is Bad Wildungen. It’s a pretty place but there are too many soldiers for the size of the city. We moved into a big hotel. I was large enough for the whole company. I have a nice room for myself and my men. We cleaned up the supply and in the evening went down to the red cross for coffee and doughnuts.
