This letter was from my father to my mother in 1945 when he received the news of their first baby being born. Dad was serving in the army in Kenya so didn’t meet his son until he returned home.
4393616 Sgt. W. Jackson
‘D’ Squadron
4th E.A. Armoured Car Regt
P.O. Box 1000
Nanyuki,
Kenya
10/8/45
Dear Glad,
Well darling this is the day of days for me. I received the telegram from Netta about 3 hours ago. I feel that happy I can hardly think what to write, but I must write a few lines to you pet, and if it is possible, please try and keep this letter. I am going to try and keep the telegram. It’s the greatest news a telegram has ever conveyed to me. I am now eagerly waiting the letter which Netta mentions in the telegram, to let me know all about it, is it like you or me darling? I suppose it’s an ugly little thing at present, you always said they were when they are born. I only hope he grows up like his Mummy then he will be the greatest little chap in the world.
How are you darling? I hope it was not too bad for you. It was a bit earlier than expected wasn’t it, love? Had you much trouble getting to hospital? I hope you do not mind me asking all these questions Glad darling, no doubt you will want to try and forget all about the past now so if you do not feel like writing about it it’s alright with me, love.
At present I am out in the wilds but the chap who brought me the telegram is going into camp tomorrow and is going to try and get me a telegram off. This is going to cost me a few shillings too darling (yes, pet, I know its cost you a few pounds) but I mean that all the boys out here have demanded a drink for the occasion, David John’s health is to be drunk out here tomorrow night.
Well Glad darling, what does it feel like to be a Mummy, what do you say pet, a load off your tummy and a great load on your mind. Never mind sweetheart, I hope to be home before too long and be able to give you a helping hand, (contd. on original)
