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135 Jan. 20 Saturday 7:30 P.M. My dearest darling: This has been a wretched day, and to top it all the pain I used to have in my right side has shifted to the left - and at times had me doubled up. When you can go to the doctors with me, I think I’d better have some x-rays taken. I'm a little on the lonely side -It begins to look as if all the Boulder men will be at Ord indefinitely. It hurts just a little to know we might have had all this time together. For some reason I've felt awfully discouraged since you wrote you’d probably have to go back after thirty days. I just can't face the prospect of having to say good-bye again. Such a short time could be nothing but a tantalizing torment. Of course, by then I shall want to have you so badly again - that nothing else will matter. Walter's group is to become part of the 10th Army. Wouldn't surprize me if Stillwell was given that command - he's still in Carmel. If that guess should prove [pg 2] to be true, it will probably mean an invasion of the China coast this summer. The Russians are staging a terrific drive and are just 2oo miles from Berlin. God help the Germans when they arrive. Perhaps it’s just as well the Russians get there first - they are out for blood. Begins to look as if the European War will come to a certain end this Spring. Speaking of Germans, the Bensons, had dinner at the Officer's Club tonight, and reported that German Prisoners of War served as waiters: No conversation with them is permitted. I didn't feel well enough to go downtown this afternoon so Helen brought the mail back for me. #107 and the Christmas handkerchief (I too like the others better, but this is very nicely done) still haven't received #105 and #106 - perhaps they will get here tomorrow. Wendy is still breathing very heavily - think I will wait another full day, and if it gets no better call Dr. Lusiguan. She really stands very well in her play pen, and holds [pg 3] on to the bars for dear life. I gave her a spoon and pan to play with this morning, and she made a wonderful [chatter?]. I love to watch her facial expressions - they are so alert - not at all dopey as many babies are. Oh, almost forgot - Agnes had a daughter last Thursday night. She wanted a boy very badly and her layette was all blue - don't remember seeing anything pink at all. She won't be a bit sorry tho, if Pamela is anything like Wendy. Gosh, darling, I miss you so very much all the time. It's all the little things that we had, that leave me feeling so empty. I get so discouraged thinking of all that time ahead of us still. Hurry back to me darling- Bobby
