18 March 1943 – Letter from Dad to Mom

Letter or Postcard – Letter

Sender – Ralph Peterson

Recipient – Phyllis Peterson

Postmark Place – St. Petersburg, Florida

Postmark Date – 18 March 1943

Letter Date – 17 March 1943



My dearest wife and baby,

By the time you get this I supposed the baby will be quite old already, but the older she gets the more I’ll bet you will like her. I cannot get used to calling the baby a girl. I was all set to call it a boy, that I will still make a mistake and call her a he, but as long as we have got our baby I am willing to do anything for it. If there is anything you want me to do for her or you just let me know. Another thing, I will let you know when I want you to send her birth certificate down. Then your allotment will be raised up $12, and I think you can use that all right. If you need anything – by that I mean money – I will send some of mine up to you and when I have a chance to look around I will try and get something nice for her. I haven’t much of a chance to get out except on Sunday, and then all the stores are closed, but I will go AWOL if I really want to get something for our baby. So I guess I will go AWOL. I just came back from sending a telegraph to you and there isn’t much to write about. Also, the lights are going out pretty soon. I will tell you what I did today before I close. This morning they took us out in the country quite a ways. It was just like a desert. Just dry, hot sand and a palm tree here and there. We had to form in squads of twelve men and practice attacking the enemy. We had to run and drop down in this hot sand and crawl forward on our bellies. Then the Sarge would yell out “gas” and we would have to put on our masks and start crawling ahead again. Just to make it good and interesting this whole testing ground was full of sandburs. After you hit the ground and came up again your stomach would be just full of sandburs. We, or I mean our whole squadron, had to stand retreat again. It was a good thing because we won the army [?] banner for the whole next week. That’s all for now, sweetheart, so will close with love and kisses to my dearest wife and baby. Ralph

PS – Be sure to tell me all about the baby – the color of hair and the eyes. RP

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