Letter, George Stoff to Florence Stoff, Hamm, Germany, June 4, 1945


Stoff Family
4 June 1945

Florence, dearest:
Hate that this is the 150th time this year that I am writing you how much I love and miss you. In addition to my letters there have been many pictures, packages and other mementos to keep you ever mindful that I adore and cherish my pretty wife and sweetheart. I haven’t been doing all this solely to keep your morale high, but also to keep me in constant intercourse with you. These moments devoted to penning my most introspective thoughts are sacred to me. They are the precious time of each day that I dwell in my sanctum sanctorum with my loved one, and play on your heart-strings. This is my hour of seclusion, my visit to my mental paradise, and my dreams of lovely you- When I’m blue, writing you changes my hue, and when I’m happy, writing you gives me the opportunity to impart some of that feeling to you- I know you share these feelings with me—and that’s what makes it so wonderful. Memories of the past assure me that thoughts of the future will be a certainty. Time continues to be the dividing element, and I’ll wait most patiently until the end of time, just to be able to love and caress you once again. This is our year, darling, and nothing will dissuade me from believing that—

No more mail to-day for the third consecutive day- but then no one else received any so I have no cause to worry. Of course I’m anxious to read your letters, but there’s no rushing the army post office, so we just exercise a little more patience and wait for the morrow to bring that little bundle of sunshine from you. The days are terribly monotonous with chow and mail call the only features of any day. The GI movies are hardly a source of entertainment, but a convenient way to waste several hours nightly, so I go several times weekly. To-night I saw “A Song to Remember” with Paul Muni and Merle Oberon, but the sound effects were so poor that I did not understand the dialogue. It portrays the life and death of Chopin, and the actor who played Chopin sure could play the piano. It was heavy music, a drama, and many of the boys took off before the visit. However since part of the play is set in Paris there were plenty of comments from the audience addressed to the women in the picture that helped relieve the [?] of the tragedy. If only someone would try to supply light pictures, comedies or musicals, instead of these dramas or antiques it would relieve the strain on all of us homesick boys - but this is the army!

Hope you are still writing those “average’ letters, continuing the attack with the argument that if men over 30 are no longer drafted why keep all men 36 to 40 who have served from 18 months to better then 3 years. Struggles of the wives to make both ends meet, children are older, require more, need a father, who is too growing old in the service. Pour it on, darling, the letters may be short but each one should have 1 or 2 decisive points contained therein. Congressman and radio columnists in addition to newspapers are our best bet. This is our year- but let’s push it along ourselves.

June is usually a beautiful month, and I truly hope it is no exception this year. You are probably in the country by now, so relax, get a hammock, and patiently await the return of your “chocolate soldier.” It has been difficult for us being separated so but perhaps our child or children will some day deserve the benefits of this heritage we pass of to them. Our country offers the best in the world, and if service in the army helped to preserve this for us and ours you must agree it will not have been in vain. Be of good cheer, all this will be righted soon, and then the years of uninterrupted bliss and happiness will make up for these moments of loneliness and anguish.

I have every reason to believe you and Jim are first rate, and that all goes well with both of you. Jim should be a happy lad in the refreshing country air, and I know only too well your joy in the great outdoors. Have fun, sweetheart. Keep smiling, and teach our boy all the wonderful things to be found in life by study, education and culture. The pen is still mightier than the sword—

I’m well as usual, but I’m homesick. I realize time is of the essence but I still want to go home. I want love, soft touch, comforts, and freedom of mind and action. You can give me all this, and I’ll not be happy until I’m with you once again.

Kiss Jim for me, and I’ll kiss and caress you in my mind. With all my love and devotion. My best to everyone,
As ever,
Keene State College
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