One of the few letters I have from Babe’s father. He references my mother doing the sort of charming antics you’d expect from a nearly 5-year-old girl. It seems they tried to keep her aware of her brother, who enlisted when she was three months shy of her third birthday. … More From My Grandfather to His Son, Babe
One of the very few letters I have from someone on this side of the Atlantic Ocean. A letter to Babe from his mother. It’s very brief, as all V-mail letters are. … More From My Grandmother to Her Son, Babe
“I am back with my outfit now, so I will be able to send you the things I said I’d send. Naturally, I couldn’t send them from the hospital because I didn’t have them.” … More Babe Sent His Combat Infantryman Badge Home
“I received a few letters from you all today, the first in a month. That isn’t your fault, though. My mail has to be forwarded to me and that takes time.” … More A Quick Note: ‘My Pal, Wolf,’ and a Big Cache of Belated Letters
Another short V-mail while still hospitalized for his combat wound. Apparently, someone spilled the beans about his wound in his former high school. And who is “the old boy”? … More ‘What Did Bib Do, Tell the Whole School I Was Wounded?’
Well, Happy and Safe 