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

Celebrating the end of the war

August 27, 1945

Dear Elizabeth,

This will be the last letter I write to you. I am tired of such correspondence. Good thing that I’m coming home! Yes, it’s official. I got my discharge papers and will be on my way in no time. Can you imagine? I’ll let you know when I find out the exact date, but it’ll be soon. No more fighting, no more blood, no more.

Do you remember the daisy you gave me? I can’t remember for the life of me what happened to it. I know I had it on me, at least some of the petals, when I was on the ship to England. I remember thinking about tossing it over the side but I couldn’t get myself to do it. That all seems like a lifetime ago. I suppose it was.

I can’t wait to see you, hold you, touch you, kiss you.