Chang-ni
Dearest Betty
Well here we are in about 15 miles of the 38th . Our next move will probably be Pyongyang just on the line. The word is we will not cross but that the Infantry will for about 500 yards to take high ground. So far we have had very little opposition but these Chinese are a funny people. Here today, gone tomorrow. How they move so fast and so secretly I don’t know.
Note from Brooke: The following part of this letter is printed with apologies to my mom. I said I would not enclose personal parts of the letters but this was so beautifully written and brought tears to my eyes that I felt compelled to include it. (Dad had served in WWII from 1941 to 1945, then went to Korea in 1950.) Sorry, Mom.
Now for our anniversary. I read a couple of good things in The Digest one of which was by Walter Pritkin: “What Home Means to Me”. It really made me homesick for the home you have made for me in the past 19 years of Hell for you and Heaven for me. I can take my shoes off, cook any time day or night, lay on the floor or do any Damned thing I want to and feel perfectly O.K. and at Home and all because I had one great streak of outstanding luck and God---and a great woman on my side years ago. I also got, in that wonderful gift package, an outstanding mother for my child. I rarely ever show my feelings as I should, Darling, but I want you to know that I appreciate every day and every hour that I have been married to you. I can only wish (knowing that it will never happen) that every young couple could use you for a guide and I am so sure they would all be so much happier and have a home instead of a house. I just don’t have the words to tell you, Darling, that I love you and hold dear all the wonderful years you have given me and hope I’ll be able to have you to hold and tell all I feel toward you on our next.
All Yours,
Bill
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