14 May 1944
Dear Folks:
Mother, today is Mother’s Day, how I wish I could be spending the day with you. Perhaps next year and the rest of them I will be able to be with you. I know that my check to you for Mothers Day will be late in reaching you and I am sorry. We did not realize that today was mother’s Day until it was published on our bulletin board. Honestly: one day to us out here doesn’t mean any more than the next. We all pray each day that the war will soon end in order that we may return to the ones we love and that days will again mean something to us.
It is now 0940 and I have the duty at the Bn. C.P. Before I go off duty I will write Grandfather Shawler a few lines.
I know that your kitchen and the rest of the home must look wonderful and I am anxiously awaiting the day to return to all of you.
Dad, I hope you have a happy birthday and I am also sorry that I can’t be with all of you.
My cold is somewhat better. I hope this finds all of you in the best of health.
All my love,
Your son, Leo
Cap’t. L.J. McLoskey
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