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From a control tower near the DMZ, one soldier wrote of love, loneliness, and the life that waited for him back home.

Stolen Muffins 8/27/1969

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The following letter is a continuation from the ebook "The Girl Back Home". To read the letters and back-story of this project, you can purchase the ebook (series 1) by clicking on this link to Amazon
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27 August, 1969

Dear Kate,

Hello my love. I hope this letter finds you happy and in love - with me that is! But I hope the separation does not weigh as heavy on your heart as it does on mine.

I was disappointed to find that you couldn't make it down. But you're right, Kate. Perhaps God has other plans for us. I can see right now that it will never be just the two of us, but the three of us.

It's 4:00 now. I just got back from school. As usual, Company B is having another GI party this afternoon. The CO probably found a finger print on one of the brass door plates. It's true my life now is a lot easier than basic, but my dislike for the "army" hasn't lessened any. Now that we're just getting settled down, they plan to move us to another battalion.

I received your muffins yesterday. Thank you! They were very good. As a matter of fact, someone broke into my locker today and all he took was four of your muffins. That's another thing I dislike about the army. Sixty percent of the people in it are idiots. (Let me clarify - that is not to imply that the person who broke into my locker was an idiot because he took your muffins.)

I just got back from chow. Typical army dinner - ten pounds of starch and one ounce of meat. As if the meal wasn't bad enough, all through dinner, my buddy O'Brien (remember I told you about him?) is giving me a not so brief synopsis of English history. Do you know how boring 1200 years of English history can be? Especially over burnt lamb chops? I didn't want to seem disinterested though, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

I'm going to try to get to bed early tonight - last night I didn't ger very much sleep. Last night the boys decided to have a shaving cream war. Despite my protestations of neutrality, I became a casualty. Half of the time, it's like kindergarten recess around here.

I hope things have been going well for you and your family. Give them my regards.

Well, I guess I'll close now. The only bright spot in my near future is my conversation with you on Sunday. Until then, my love, God be with youl

Love,
Ted

P.S. I need you...P.P.S.because I love you

Note: One of the most popular books in the 60s was "The Art of Loving" by psychoanalyst and social philosopher, Erich Fromm. Of course, there's no time in life that drives people to look for inspiration and guidance than when they are young and in love. The quote: "Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'" is directly from Erich Fromm and probably a result of Ted and Kate's sharing the book in 1969.

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