I re-discovered this letter in a box in the garage. The envelope bears the censors stamp for it being passed.
It is from Jim, my Grandad, to his sister Gladys whom he called Mick. Her boyfriend at the time was called Cliff.
My Grandad and his sister were a devoted brother and sister and the honesty between them is clear.
My Grandad wrote of leaving his wife Jean to go to war that “it took me a devil of a time to get over it” and that it was a “hell of a strain saying goodbye to someone you love”. He continues that “I never thought I could love her more than I did, but I have since found she is everything in the world to me”. He was an expectant father at this time and wrote “I shall be going nuts here towards the end of April” when the baby was due. He was waiting for the telegram with news of the birth.
My Grandad wrote “I won’t half be glad when this darned war is over so that we can settle down again” but there was another five years to go which they did not know at this time.
