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


January 27, 1945

My new digs

Dear Elizabeth,

How long has it been? Feels like years since I wrote you. I know it’s late but happy new year. I’ve been on the move these last few weeks and have finally settled in (for the moment) enough to sit down and compose a letter. I got here about a week ago and its been go go go ever since from morning to night. I meant to write you every night and every night fell asleep starting a letter in my head.

I feel closer to you than ever. I got your last three letters at the same time. I’m glad I didn’t have to wait weeks to hear that there was a happy ending – within minutes you went from despair to joy! That’s what you deserve. No one can avoid suffering completely, but I hope for you it only ever lasts a few seconds at a time, a minute at the most.

You know, when all this is said and done I think I might just want a little home in a nondescript neighborhood and a boring job to get lost in. That sounds wonderful right about now. It’s a new year, what say you send a new pic, eh? I know you’re more beautiful than ever. I want to recognize you when I get home.



Next letter – February 8, 1945