This is the fifty-first of 87 letters exchanged during World War II between Nicholas Salvatore and Elizabeth Galloway. For more see Nicholas and Elizabeth.

Facade of the ruin of a Mission in Arizona

November 5, 1944


Dear Nicholas,

It’s Sunday afternoon. I went to mass this morning. I don’t know why, it just seemed the thing to do. I sit in the chapel sometimes and pray – for you, for me, for everyone. Mostly I pray for this war to be over. Are there really people who still want it to go on? Even the Germans must be tired of this by now. I can’t imagine what kind of person would want this and I’m glad I can’t because I want to be as far away from anyone like that as I possibly can be.

How are you getting on? It’s good you’re able to help there. I know you feel guilty about leaving the men but I’m glad you’re no longer at the front. You can help out fine where you’re at.

I found a letter on the table addressed to my aunt. Mother finally wrote to her. The letter was sealed and when I asked her about it she wouldn’t say anything, but from the look on her face I have a good feeling. Maybe things are finally starting to turn around.

There doesn’t seem to be anything else to say except that I love you.

Take care,


Next letter – November 12, 1944