Thursday, November 14, 2024

September 22, 23, 27, October 1, 8, and 15, 1945

In his V-mail dated September 22, 1945, Johnnie tried to console Lucile about his delayed return home and also seeking solace for himself.

My Dear Darling Wife,

Well since I have a new change of address now, I haven’t heard from you in two weeks. And it is so hard to write unless I hear from you. Darling, don’t feel so bad about me not coming home as we expected. That’s the kind of breaks I have always got since I have been in. All bad. I still believe I will be home before this year is out, yet I am so disgusted the way things have turned out, I can’t do anything. Well, I can’t write anymore without hearing from you. So, I will close for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

If Lucile was writing to Johnnie, her letters were not reaching him. In his V-mail dated September 23, 1945, Johnnie shared updates about the weather and inquired about his family.

My Dear Darling

Well, here it is, another week has gone by and I haven’t heard from you. I hope this finds you in the best of health and everything is alright back there at home. Well, old October is about here and they say that is the month that it starts getting cold. Well, it sure has to change a lot to help this weather. It’s really hot here now and I mean hot. Have you heard from any of the family of mine? You know Louise, Kate, all the rest. I believe they have even forgot they have a brother. Right? Just as long as you don’t forget. I don’t care. Will close. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

Like many soldiers, Johnnie grew increasingly frustrated with the military’s point system for demobilization. Many of his fellow servicemen shared this sentiment, believing the system to be unfair, which heightened anxiety among the troops. In his V-mail dated September 27, 1945, Johnnie expressed his frustrations. 

My Dear Darling,

Well, I still haven’t heard from you and it has been all most three weeks now. I can’t figure out what is wrong. I know since I wrote you that last letter and told you I would be over here a little bit longer you would start writing regular again. But not a word from you as yet. You talk about a raw deal. The Army is really giving me one. I have seventy-eight points and still here. They tell me it will be another month before I will be able to go. Can’t figure that one out either. Can you? Well, I will close. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

Johnnie had always recognized Lucile’s beauty, but now his fellow soldiers were equally captivated. In his V-mail dated October 1, 1945, he shared with Lucile the news of a beauty contest in which she was a participant.

My Dear Darling

I hope this finds you much better. Gee, I hope you did go to a doctor to have a checkup. Your side giving you trouble can come to be very painful later on in life as you know. Honey, you know what I did? Up at the Red Cross Club here where I am at, they were having a beauty contest of pictures of the soldier wives or sweetheart. I turned in a picture of you. And out of two hundred pictures that was turned in for the contest, you won second place. Now don’t you go around thinking you are the stuff. If so, I’ll break your neck when I get back, Ha Ha. I am really proud of you. And God only knows why I have you. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


Lucile

Johnnie has not received any communication from Lucile in a whole month, and his frustration is growing. In his V-mail dated October 8, 1945, he expresses concern about the lack of news from home.

My Dear Darling,

Well, I have quit counting the days I haven’t heard from you. I tell you this is the longest I have ever went without hearing from you. What’s wrong? If I don’t hear from you soon, I am going to blow my top. It’s bad enough having to stay over here another two months. It can’t be that you are not writing I know. But maybe I don’t. I have been gone so long there could be a lot of changes. But not with me. I couldn’t love another woman, regardless of what may happen from you. I have learned a lot in the rightness of being square. That I always keep in mind. Well Honey, I will close for I sure hope to hear from you soon. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

After another week of anxious waiting, Johnnie finally received a letter from Lucile. His joy knew no bounds, and he promptly shared the good news with her in his V-mail dated October 15, 1945.

My Dear Darling,

Well, yesterday I finally received two letters from you and I can’t say just how glad I was to get them. I am well but I can’t say that everything is going OK because it isn’t. They have kept me over longer than I am supposed to. I should have left sometime last month. But all I ever have got out of this Army so far is a raw deal! I am not telling you when to expect me home because something may happen and they might hold me longer. So, don’t ask me. I hope this finds you in the best of health. The rest of the family’s the same. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

Thursday, November 7, 2024

August 28, September 3, 5, 11, 12, and 16, 1945

In a letter dated August 28, 1945, Johnnie attempted to clarify matters after Lucile expressed dissatisfaction with one of the photos he had sent her.

My Dear Darling

Well, I shalln’t be long now. Day after tomorrow, which is Thursday, we are leaving here and going to the shipping area. Five days after we get to that other area, we are supposed to get on a boat. From there on its how long it takes to get to the States and from there to home. I filled out a V-mail yesterday addressed to you telling you to not send me any more mail at the care of P.M. New York, N.Y. That’s telling you I am on my way so till you get that V-mail keep writing. I also filled out a card telling the post office in New York, N.Y. not to send my mail over here anymore. That card won’t be mailed though till the day I get on the boat. I am sorry to hear that you didn’t like the picture with me holding the bottle of beer. I guess I shouldn’t have sent it to you in the first place. No, I am not a what you call a drunkard. Though I do like a bottle of beer once and a while and just in case you don’t know it, that’s the first beer I have had in a devil of a long time. Anyway, I could have kept you from even knowing I had a beer at all by just tearing up the picture but that I couldn’t do. I have one thing and that’s honesty. The hard way too. You know that. Well honey, tell all the folks hello for me. Be seeing them soon. I sure hope to hear from you today. It’s been five days and I haven’t. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

P.S. I just received a letter from you telling me you received those other pictures. Glad you like them. Sorry this isn’t a long letter. But there’s not much to say as yet. 

Love, Johnnie

On September 1, 1945, President Truman delivered a radio address to the American people following Japan’s signing of the terms of unconditional surrender.

From this day we move forward. We move toward a new era of security at home. With the other United Nations, we move toward a new and better world of cooperation, of peace, and international goodwill. God’s help has brought us to this day of victory. With His help, we will attain that peace and prosperity for ourselves and all the world in the years ahead.

The celebrations continued until V-J Day (Victory over Japan Day) on September 2, 1945, when Japan officially surrendered aboard the USS Missouri in Tokyo Bay. The end of World War II marked a turning point in history, shaping the post-war world and emphasizing the importance of peace and cooperation among nations.


Headline, The Atlanta Constitution, September 2, 1945

In his V-mail dated September 3, 1945, Johnnie delivered disappointing news to Lucile: she would have to wait a little longer for his return home.

My Dear Darling Wife,

Well as luck has it, we are going to be stuck here a little bit longer. We are at the staging area. But that is as far as we got. For some reason, this outfit just got stuck here. There are so many rumors why. It’s just hard to pick any out. We are not going to be held up long. But the way things stand now, I can’t promise I will be home this month. Anyway, when I do get back, I will be discharged. I have eighty points now. We have been told the point system is going to drop to seventy-five for discharge sometime this month. We got eight more points from May the second to September the second. I had seventy-two. Eight more makes eighty. Right? Well honey, just hang around and I am sure I will see you soon. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

In his V-mail dated September 5, 1945, Johnnie vented his frustration, unable to contain his impatience any longer.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and OK, and hope that this finds you the same. Well as yet, I don’t know any more news of when I am going to catch the boat. I have been so disgusted here lately I don’t feel like doing anything. After telling us we would be home sometime this month and then putting it all off till further notice, we all got pretty mad but little good it did us. I know one thing, I am not going to tell you when we are supposed to leave here anymore for, I can see now anything can happen, right? I’ll just drop in when you least expect me. I haven’t been hearing from you here lately. One reason this mail service isn’t any too good here, I guess. I haven’t written you in the last three days, mostly the reason though is I just about blew my top on the dirty deal we got. I am still not over it yet. But I knew if I didn’t write, you would be worried. Well honey, I am sorry the way things came out. But it’s a cinch they can’t keep me over here much longer. Well, that’s all for now. Tell all the folks hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie and Lucile

In his V-mail dated September 11, 1945, Johnnie teased Lucile after discovering that she had shared something with her mother—a secret he had believed was exclusively theirs.

My Dear Darling,

Well, here we have been at the staging area for ten days and nothing as far as us leaving has come up as yet. We were told yesterday that all the troops were supposed to be out of Italy by the first of February. That don’t sound so bad. Also, we are supposed to be one of the outfits to leave next. I can’t say when that will be though. We just have to sweat it out till that time comes. Right? I haven’t been hearing from you here lately. I hope that everything is well back there at home. You are still writing, aren’t you? Ha Ha. Remember, I am the guy that dope you up to marry me. I know you didn’t get no prize. But I do love you and I want the world to know that. I guess I told you that so much though you are tired of hearing it. But I will never get tired of telling you. So, you can see what you are in for when I do get back. Honey, I received a letter from Mom Stacks the other day. I am glad she enjoyed herself on her little trip down to South Georgia. I believe that was the best thing for her to do, to get away from the house and get a little rest like that. There’s so much she has on her mind. She should get away more often, right? O’yeah, I thought that was our little secret about us going on a little honeymoon. Here your mother is telling me all about it here in her letter. Now we will never get away, Ha Ha. I should have known by now a woman can’t keep a secret. Well honey, I guess this is all for this time. So please from now on when I tell you something concerning us, don’t tell everybody, Ha Ha, OK? Well goodnight for now, as it is ten o’clock and my bedtime. I hope my dreams are of you as they have been. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

excuse the pen


Johnnie’s mother-in-law, Leola Stacks

In his V-mail dated September 12, 1945, Johnnie’s impatience to come home was evident as he wrote to Lucile.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines tonight hoping that this finds you well. I haven’t heard from you in ten days now. There isn’t anything wrong, is it? Write and let me know something at least. When I don’t hear from you pretty regular, I get blue as the devil and worry. I tell you this waiting around for something to happen really gets on a guy’s nerves. It can’t be much longer though and it can’t be too soon for me. How is all the family? Tell them I am sorry to disappoint them on coming home when I thought I was but the Army is really blamed for that. Well honey, this is all for this time. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

Still in Italy, Johnnie’s mission has transitioned to the military police. In his V-mail dated September 16, 1945, he wrote to Lucile about this new role.

Hello Darling

Well, I am stuck here a little bit longer. I can’t say for how long. I missed going home by one point. So, they put me in the M.P. for the present. Now I have been in everything. Think of me being a police, Ha Ha. It really burns me up. You will just have to wait for you see me before I can say I am home myself. We have waited two years to be back with each other and I can say that seems a whole life time to me. Well, write me at this address now. I will write a longer letter tonight. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Lucile

Thursday, October 31, 2024

August 7, 10, 14, 20, and 25, 1945

Johnnie had no particular agenda when he wrote to Lucile on Johnnie had no particular agenda when he wrote to Lucile on August 7, 1945. He chatted about the weather, his job, family members, and even joked about how handsome he was. Notably, he made no mention of the atomic bomb that America had detonated over Hiroshima the previous day.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and OK. My arm is coming along pretty nice. I had the cast taken off a couple of days ago. Well, how are things going back home with you? OK, I hope. Boy, the weather here is really hot. But at night, it gets pretty cool. Crazy weather over here I am telling you. How is it back there at home? By now, I hope it’s cooled off enough where you work at. Has it? For myself, I have a pretty good job at the present. I am running the dispatcher office for heavy equipment at this engineering training center. All I do is check out and in, these big Army tractors, tanks, and trailers. As far as I know now, I am still planning on seeing you sometime next month and I just hope there is nothing to change those plans. I wish I could hear from you more often and I know it isn’t your fault. The mail just doesn’t come in like it used to. Maybe they’ll let the mail loose soon. Yeah, if I get to come home, I hope Mickey and I make it together. Sure would like to see the boy. Say Honey, what makes Drexter have a wave put in his hair for? Don’t tell me Robert is still doing the same thing also. Won’t those guys ever grow up? You better not say anything about this. Cause I don’t want your two sisters and brothers-in-law on me if I have to improve my looks to hold you. You just as well take off. Because that’s impossible, Ha Ha. Take another look at those pictures of me and you can see that, right? How can you improve a mug like that? It can’t be done. Well, that’s enough on that. How is Mom Stacks and the kids? Tell them hello for me. Well I will close for now hoping to get a letter from you this evening. Lots love to all. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

On August 9, 1945, America detonated a second atomic bomb, this time over Nagasaki. 


Atomic cloud rises over Nagasaki on August 9, 1945.
Photo by Charles Levy, U.S. National Archives and Records
Administration, public domain.

In his August 10, 1945 letter to Lucile, Johnnie revealed the emotional impact the bombings had on him and his deep longing for her. Despite the distance and the war, he poured out his heart, expressing sentiments that any woman would cherish. The only thing that could have made it better was if he had been able to say them to her in person.

My Dear Darling,

Received three letters from you yesterday. One had the picture in it. This picture doesn’t look like you at all compared with the others I have of you. You look as if you just got over being sick and I don’t mean what you call monthly either. Look honey, if your health is bad and you are trying to keep me from knowing about it, you just as well get that out of your head because you can’t keep nothing like that away from the guy who loves you. If you are sick, I am sick. If you are well and happy, I am well and happy. To die for you honey would be a pleasure. To me to grieve in pain is natural. Also, to know real life is to know Love. I have found out two of them. I have been spared so far, to not find the other. I have heard people say that you had to be crazy to put into writing, just how a person feels. Well, I must be crazy then. As you know I am shy on public speaking and worse on other things as in common life. Well, that’s enough on that but remember and bear in mind regardless or above anything I love you and I am sure no one can break our love for each other. That is, as far as I am concerned. Well honey, in one of these letter’s you wanted to know if I could send you a picture of me with my glasses on at the present. I haven’t any but I am sending you a picture with me and a couple of my friends on it. It was taken four day’s after the war ended over here in a German prison camp. We had just got an order of good old U.S. beers in and I was sampling it, Ha, Ha. It’s still as good as it was when I left the States, Ha Ha. In case you notice, that’s a mustache I have under my nose, not dirt, Ha Ha. I believe I can tell you the latest. We are supposed to get on the boat the twenty-eight of this month. I hope so. Be seeing you and I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie
 

Johnnie (back right) enjoying a good old U.S. beer with his buddies.
The man kneeling on the front left is Johnnie’s friend James Lamb.

In his letter dated August 14, 1945, Johnnie alluded to the significant changes he had undergone while stationed in Italy. As he anticipated his return home, he spoke of the differences Lucile would notice—a testament to the profound impact of his wartime experiences.

My Dear Darling,

Received one letter from you yesterday. Boy is your mail to me coming slow. But I think I know the reason they are holding up your mail to me. The reason is we are starting to be on our way home the last part of this month. That’s the rumor that is spreading around now. And it looks good too. Keep your fingers crossed. Honey, in this last letter I received from you, you were giving me the devil because you weren’t getting my mail to you as regular as I usually write. Well, I wrote you and told you about hurting my arm and hand. Well, that knocked me out of writing you for a while, and as you said, me being moved about a lot has a lot to do with it also. Look Chick, you have to look over a lot of things, and me being in the Army makes it worse on us both. It’s been like hell especially since I‘ve been overseas. But I think things are beginning to come our way now. Don’t you? Remember I love you. And all I have on my mind now is coming home to you. O’yeah, you wanted a picture of me with my glasses on. Well you remember me telling you about hurting my arm. Well I broke my glasses also. They are being fixed at the present. Is it anyway? I went ahead and had some made here in camp at a photograph studio and I went and got them this morning. The guy told me I put him out of business. I broke the camera. I do it every time, Ha, Ha. What a mug, well you got to know the truth on how I look now anyway. Because you’ll be seeing it soon and I thought it best to kindly soften you up a little bit so that when you did see me you wouldn’t take off “scared to death,” right? There are five of them. Get the one you want and if Mom Stacks can stand one let her have it, Ha Ha. Also, Nell, Dot, and Frances. Now that you have looked at them, I know what you are going to write in this next letter. What’s wrong that one eye is about closed? That’s the way I smile now, Ha Ha. No, it’s really because my eyes can’t stand bright lights. Look Chick, I will try and make my letters longer. But I am like you when there’s no mail it’s kindly hard to write. O’yeah, please take care of yourself for me and you shall go to a doctor instead of fooling around with some kind of a tonic to know that you are not well. Make me worry, and not well. I know where you work isn’t good for you and I told you so many times in my letters to quit if it was hurting your health. But you keep giving me excuses. So, if I get on you about it when I get home you can’t say I didn’t warn you. Well, that’s enough on that. Tell all the folks I said hello and I hope to see them soon. I miss you a lot “Chick” and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

In his letter dated August 20, 1945, Johnnie shared that the Army was in the process of shipping items back to the States—a hopeful sign that his long-awaited return home might be drawing nearer.

My Dear Darling,

Received a letter today from you that was mailed the ninth of the month!! Darn if I know what’s wrong with the mail here lately. I know I haven’t been writing to you regular here lately. But I told you one reason that was when I hurt my arm and hand pretty bad. But its OK now. And we are doing a lot of work of loading things on the ships to carry back to the States. Now that there is peace in the world once more, they are shipping everything back there. O’yeah honey, your Mother might be right about me getting home before October. Things look good enough that I have a good idea I will be in the States next month. So, keep your chin up. I can’t get over Happy getting married. He was such a silly kid when we saw him last. Boy we must be getting old. Right, Ha Ha. Well Honey, there’s not much new as what I haven’t told you in this letter. So, I will close. I love you and I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie
 

Johnnie and his friend James Lamb (August 20, 1945)

In his letter dated August 25, 1945, Johnnie’s words reveal the deep emotional toll he endured from the traumatic experiences of war. It becomes evident that he was grappling with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), and in this letter, he turned to Lucile, seeking her support to navigate his inner turmoil.

O’yeah why is it you don’t put your name and return address on your letters to me anymore?

My Dear Darling Wife,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and OK and hope that this finds you in the best of health and the rest of the family is the same. Well here it is likely a few days and this month will be gone. We are supposed to go to a shipping area sometime between now and the first of next month. That’s the big talk around here now. But I wouldn’t put any bets on such talk that we are leaving at that time. But I do have the feeling that I will be home sometime next month or rather in the States. Something will happen soon. Just keep your chin up and I will be walking in on you soon. Please don’t faint! Ha Ha. O’yeah and if we can, I would like to borrow a car and drive out where we can be alone and just with you and tell you what I have been thinking and dreaming to tell you for almost two years since I saw you last. Is it a date? I guess all this sounds crazy to you. But if so, I am a crazy guy. I tell you one thing about me now, you heard people talk about such people having nightmares. Well, I know what they are. There is no pleasure ones. They all are horrible things that have really happened and mine, of course, are the buddy I knew in this war that aren’t coming back. I woke up sweating all over and that’s the end of my sleep for the night. The rest of the night I just lay thinking and smoking till its time to get up. I often wonder how long things like that go on before it really drives a fellow nuts. I guess I shouldn’t have told you about all this, but my reason is I thought if you knew, you would be able to help me more and not be scared in case I did have such while I am home. I guess you are thinking “why don’t I go see a Doc” about such. Well, I did and they told me there wasn’t anything they could do for me in a case like that. It was up to me to keep my mind occupied on things that didn’t concern war at all. How can a guy do something like that when just about every place you see over here is torn up by bombs or big guns? I hope you see my point on what I am talking about. Well honey, that’s all for now. I sure hope to get a letter from you today. Till I see you, I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

On August 25, 1945, the United States Army disbanded the 85th Infantry Division and the 337th Infantry Regiment through General Order No. 39. 

337th Infantry Regiment coat of arms, U.S. Army,
public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

Thursday, October 24, 2024

July 15, 18, 21, 27, and August 1, 1945

The only thing on Johnnie’s mind when he wrote to Lucile on July 15, 1945 was getting home to her.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and thinking of you. And I hope this finds you in the best of health. The latest letter I have received from you was mailed the twenty-fifth of June. But the reason I guess is I have a change of address. In this last letter, you were telling me about letting Kate have twenty dollars. Say, are you hard up for money? Let me know and I will see if I can’t send you some money, OK? Did Kate say anything to you about moving out to College Park? What kind of work is she doing now? Well, that’s enough on that. All I am doing now is training about the engineers. If luck is with me, I shall be seeing you in about two months. That’s all I have had my mind on, is being back with you once more. I would really blow my top if they weren’t to change the address on this outfit not coming home. They have already told us after six weeks of training we would be heading home. Well, I guess that’s enough on that. Have you ever received anything I have sent home? Gosh, I hope those guns get there. How is Mom Stacks? Tell her to keep her fingers crossed and that I am planning on seeing her soon. Well honey, I guess this is all the news for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie’s sister, Kate

Training and waiting—that is how Johnnie described his days when he wrote to Lucile on July 18, 1945.

My Dear Darling Wife,

Received two letters from you yesterday. Glad to hear that you are on vacation and well. As for myself, I am OK, just sweating and waiting. And doing every day training. Glad to hear that Mickey is OK. Did he say where he was at? I guess he couldn’t tell you. Well at the present, I am in a town called Montecatini. This is the place where you come and wait for a boat and if there isn’t a boat handy you just wait and train till there are. You get what I mean? Well, that’s enough on that. So, Mom Stacks finally is driving up to College Park. I am glad to hear she is doing so well at least that she is getting over her nervousness. Right! So, Robert is home. Boy I hope I make it. How many days did he get? O’yeah, in one of the letters I received I got the picture. Boy, I always said I had the most beautiful baby in the world! You really look swell. I am going to have a picture of me made with this mustache I got and permanent wave. I guess that’s the way you spell that. Anyway, what I am talking about is my wavy hair, Ha Ha. Well honey, I guess that’s all the news for now. And I pray to see you soon. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


Lucile

Johnnie would soon be facing the General, but for all the right reasons. He shared the good news with Lucile in his letter dated July 21, 1945.

My Dear Darling,

I received four letters from you today. Boy, was I glad to get them. I haven’t heard from you in quite sometime till today. Glad to hear that everybody is well and OK. So, you finally got those guns I sent. Well, it’s about time, don’t you think? So, Kate did move out to College Park. Glad to hear she and the kids are OK. If you call or go see her tell her I said hello. Well, I was told today that the General was going to pin the Bronze Star on me. I got the paper already saying I was awarded the medal. I will send you the paper. It tells all the guys names and why they are getting the medal. Even me, Ha Ha. I doubt if I send you the medal. The reason is I am planning on wearing it to the States, OK? We are supposed to land in the States sometime in October. But don’t get your hopes up too much about it. Because anything can happen. Get what I mean? Well honey, I will close for now. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie

My address is changed again. P.F.C. John H. Marston Jr., Co C 404th Engr Bn., A.P.O. 464, P.M. New York, NY


Johnnie’s Bronze Star medal

Johnnie received a typhoid vaccine on July 25, 1945. He was eager to go home but struggled with the wait. In his letter to Lucile dated July 27, 1945, he shared other feelings he grappled with during the war.

My Dear Darling,

I received one letter from you and one from Dot today. It was mailed the nineteenth of this month. I am glad to hear that you are well and alright. As for myself, I am still waiting for the boat and training. Why waiting and boy it’s really getting me sweating it out too. You talk about getting the blues, you should know how I feel. Robert and Cecil home and me thinking what a time they are having. Get what I mean? It hasn’t been long since they were home before they come home this time. But me, it has been twenty months or more, going on two years and I have been lucky to come through what I have. Sometime, or rather a lot of times, while the war was going on over here, I just give up all hope and would get to thinking that I didn’t care what happened to me. But I would get to thinking about you and knowing that you were waiting for my return. I would do my darn’est to get through whatever mess I was in. It was tough Lou. But you can say and be telling the truth that it was you who pulled me through this war with Germany. What ever I did, it was for you. Well that’s that and honey, war is no glory either. You say Mickey might get to come home soon, that’s good. I hope he don’t have to ever see any action. Honey, about Doc I am sure he would have wanted it that way. I think about Doc a lot and how swell of a guy he was. He sure helped us and a lot of other people. Right? So, read in the paper where the eighty fifth was coming home. Yes, they are on their way. They took guys out of the outfit with eighty five or more points and put in it and took all the guys with under eighty five and put them in other outfits. Get what I mean. In other words, the whole outfit is made up with high points men to get discharged. I have just seventy-two points. What I should had given you for us was twins, that’s twenty-four points, Ha Ha. Right? Well honey, I guess this is all the news for now. So, keep your fingers crossed and I hope to see you soon. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie’s late father-in-law, Sam “Dock” Stacks

During the month of July, 1 Silver Star Medal, 1 Oak Leaf Cluster to Silver Star Medal, 5 Oak Leaf Clusters to Bronze Star Medals, 25 Purple Hearts, 3 2nd Oak Leaf Clusters to Bronze Star Medals, 7 Combat Infantryman Badges, and 2 Medical Badges were awarded. At the beginning of the month, the regiment consisted of 125 assigned officers, 5 warrant officers, and 2260 assigned enlisted men. By the end of the month, the Regiment consisted of 145 assigned officers, 5 warrant officers, and 809 assigned enlisted men. 

A minor injury had kept Johnnie from writing to Lucile for several days, but he was back at it. In his letter dated August 1, 1945, he continued to warn Lucile that he did not know when he would be able to come home. 

My Dear Darling Wife,

Received three letters from you yesterday. The first I have received in almost two weeks. Boy, was I glad to get them and to know you are well and alright. This is the first time I could write you since the twenty-fifth of July. The reason is I hurt my right arm and hand in training. But they are coming along pretty good now. Most of the swelling has gone out of my hand. My arm is still skinned up a little bit but a few more days and I will be OK. Honey, in one of the letters you wanted to know how many more weeks before I will be coming home. Well, we are supposed to leave about the middle of September. That’s what they’re telling us. But honey, don’t plan too much on me coming home. Because anything can happen in this Army as you know. And my luck has never been good on any breaks in this Army as you know. So, you will just have to keep your fingers crossed, get what I mean? Honey, about that pen and pencil set, just wait and let’s see what happens OK. Glad to hear that the family is all well. Tell them hello for me and I hope to see them soon. Well, I have to see the Doc about my arm so keep writing. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

Thursday, October 17, 2024

July 3, 4, and 12, 1945

As July began, the 1st Battalion and Service Company were stationed in the Belluno-Sedico area, the 2nd Battalion was located at Agordo, the 3rd Battalion operated in the Mis-Sospirolo area, and the Special Unit Companies were positioned around Lake Alleghe. Throughout this period, light training persisted, focusing on orientation, education, athletics, and recreation.

Amidst the changes taking place within the Regiment, Johnnie found himself part of a significant transition—the Army transferring him to the Corps of Engineers. Yet, he remained uncertain about the implications of this shift. On July 3, 1945, he shared his new address with Lucile in a V-mail.

Dear Darling Wife,

Please address as shown below until otherwise advised.

PFC John H. Marston
Co. A, 404 ENGR. C BM
APO No. 464
New York, NY

The above complete address should be placed on all mail sent to me.

Well, here is my new address. I am now in the Combat Engineers as I told you in my other letter that there was going to be a change in my address. I also told you not to write till you receive this. I can’t tell you anything about the engineers because me being a front-line soldier up till now there isn’t a thing I know about how they work or anything else for that matter. Well, I will close. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

After the war ended in Italy, combat engineers were crucial in rebuilding the war-torn country. They repaired infrastructure like roads and bridges, cleared mines and unexploded ordnance, and supported military occupation efforts. Additionally, they trained local engineers, participated in long-term infrastructure projects, and provided humanitarian assistance to displaced persons and refugees. These efforts were vital for stabilizing and aiding Italy’s recovery and development.


World War II recruiting poster for the U.S. Army Corps
of Engineers, public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

How long will it take for Lucile’s letters to catch up with Johnnie’s new location? That was something he pondered when he wrote a V-mail to Lucile on July 4, 1945. He made no mention of the July 4th holiday.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and I hope that this finds everything with you going OK. Well, I guess now that I have a change of address, it will take what letters you have wrote me a good while to catch up with me. I hope not too long. O yeah, I received the package with the candy and hair oil. Thanks a lot. Say did you ever go out to see Kate? How is she? What did she have to say about the money? O’yeah, did you ever send off my pen yet? I really need something to write with. I doubt if you make out what I am writing on this, with this piece of pencil I got. O’yeah, I am out of writing paper again and airmail stamps or airmail envelopes. So, if you want me to write you something besides V-mail you better send the material, Ha Ha. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Johnnie 

On July 6, 1945, the 337th Infantry received movement orders from their headquarters. On July 7, the Special Unit Companies relocated to Belluno, and the Regimental Command Post was established there. Subsequently, on July 9, the Regiment commenced movement by rail and organic motors to the Volturno Redeployment Training Area near Caserta, Italy. The 310th Medical Battalion furnished one ambulance to accompany the convey. Before troop departure, trains were positioned two hours in advance. The Train Commander and Entraining Officer inspected the entraining point according to Society of Automobile Engineers (SAE) Instructions Section T-1070 (dated February 7, 1945). Entraining involves assembling and boarding soldiers onto trains or other transport. Upon troops’ arrival, they were divided into groups for car loading. For trains with “40 & 8” boxcars (40 men or 8 horses), each group included 25 individuals, excluding the officer. Roll call occurred, and entraining groups were positioned at car entrances. Troops rapidly boarded upon the Entraining Officer’s signal. During the convoy movement, troops were strictly prohibited from firing any type of weapons at telephone poles, wires, insulators, or other objects. The Regiment arrived in the Volturno Redeployment Training Area on July 11, 1945. The Army had strict procedures for these troop movements, as follows:

Detraining operations were overseen by the Advance Detachment of the 85th Infantry Division in Caserta. Upon reaching their destination, Train Commanders promptly contacted the Division Detailing Officer at the Caserta Railhead. Adequate transportation was available to move troops and equipment from the railhead to the Volturno Redeployment Training Area. Clearly marked rest stops were strategically planned at Poggio Ruscio, Bologna, Florence, Leghorn, Grosseto, and Rome, with 20 minutes allotted per stop. Train Commanders ensured that staff were well-versed in safety precautions, including not detraining without specific authority, avoiding damage to railway property, and conserving water. During rest stops, troops refrained from using train lavatories. Proper uniform was required except during rest periods. Bars were off-limits to officers and enlisted personnel. A bugle signal prompted immediate entrainment, and a command post was established by the train commander. Water pickups occurred at stops in Leghorn and Rome.

Troop uniforms consisted of wool OD shirts and trousers, helmet liners, combat boots or shoes, leggings, packs, and individual arms. Each soldier carried their own duffle bag, while officers had hand luggage. Duffle bags and bedrolls for officers were placed in cars with officers. A train surgeon was assigned to the train, responsible for knowing hospital locations along the route. During movement, the four kitchens in boxcars were unavailable. No inflammables or explosives were loaded in baggage or boxcars. Ranges and gas cans were drained and aired before loading. Guards were posted for the kitchen car, carrying sufficient ammunition. They rode on the 40 & 8 car closest to the equipment car, and no ammunition was allowed aboard the trains.

During troop movements, each individual carried three days of hard rations. In the 40 & 8 boxcars transporting personnel, three full five-gallon water cans were loaded. A hot meal awaited all troops in Rome, while coffee and doughnuts were served in Grosseto and Vicenza before train departure.

Convoys, guided by Division Military Police, departed each morning from the previous night’s bivouac at 7:10 AM, with subsequent departures every 20 to 30 minutes. The guide speed ranged from 20 to 25 MPH, depending on the location. Six checkpoints were established along the route. The estimated arrival time at the training area was 50 hours from departure in Feltre. An appointed captain served as the investigating officer for any accidents en route, collecting witness statements and conducting on-the-spot investigations. The captain’s sole duty was to report incidents, riding at the end of the convoy.

During the convoy, four Ordnance facilities were strategically placed along the route. If any vehicles became disabled, they were either towed to a new area or to one of the Ordnance installations, depending on their condition and distance from the destination. In cases where towing was not possible, a call was made to the nearest Ordnance installation. No wrecked or disabled vehicle was left unguarded. When turning in vehicles, a tally was secured and later submitted to the Division Ordnance Officer upon trip completion.

Troops established temporary camps during their journey. The first night, they camped at Staging Area #1, located four miles south of Pisa. The second night, they stayed at the PBS Convoy Park, 11 miles south of Rome on Highway 7 near TCP ‘R.’ Water was available at the temporary camps near Pisa and Rome; all water cans were refilled before departing from camp. Insect repellent and mosquito bars were used at these camps, which were clearly marked. All vehicles departed with full tanks and gasoline cans. Four designated refueling points were planned along the route, each allowing 20 minutes for refueling.




Route maps to Volturno Redeployment Training Area

On July 12, Colonel Raymond C. Barlow assumed command of the Regiment, replacing Colonel Oliver W. Hughes, who had been transferred to 5th Army Headquarters. During their time in the Volturno Redeployment Training Area, all organizations continued training, focusing on subjects with disciplinary value, including military courtesy, close order drill, ceremonies, interior guard duty, and Articles of War.

Johnnie’s last letter barely had time to reach the States before his address changed again. The past two weeks had been busy for him—new job, training, and getting new eye glasses. He wrote to Lucile about it all in his letter dated July 12, 1945.

My Dear Darling,

Well, I guess you want to know why I haven’t been writing you regular here lately. Well, a lot has happened in the last two weeks. I am now in an engineer outfit, not in the infantry no more thank God. I sent you an address to write me which is right except since I sent you that address, I have been transferred to another company. I will put my correct address at the end of this letter. So, you will be sure and get my address right, OK? Well, you can quit sending me packages now because by the time they get here, I will be on my way. I am going to take six weeks of engineer training over here. Then the commanding officer said we were going to load up and head for home for more training. So, the way things seem right now, I will be home. Keep your fingers crossed. Did you receive any package from me here lately? Let me know. Well honey, since I have changed addresses, your mail to me hasn’t caught up yet. So, it’s kind of hard to write a very long letter. Tell Mom Stacks I received the marshmellows and they were swell. What did Kate have to say? I have been back in the hospital with my eyes. In case you don’t know it, your Johnnie has to wear glasses now. I really look like an old man, Ha Ha. Well honey, that’s all the news for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

P.S. My address is P.F.C. John H. Marston Jr., H&S Co. 404 ‘C’ Engineer, A.P.O. 464, c/o P.M. New York NY

Thursday, October 10, 2024

June 24 and 26–29, 1945

On June 22, 1945 at the Belluno air strip, the regiment took part in a Field Day featuring athletics, military events, and horse racing. The competition was organized on a company-versus-company basis, with H Company securing the most victories.

In his letter dated June 24, 1945, Johnnie expressed strong feelings about the girlfriend of an old comrade who had been seriously injured during the war.

My Dear Darling,

Received a letter from you yesterday. Sure was glad to hear that you are well and alright. As for myself I am still sweating it out. Still waiting. Yes, I can understand what you mean about the days seeming longer. It gets me the same way too. Yes, I guess you are getting fed up on working. You have been at it so long now. I have told you in my other letters that if it was harming your health any, I wanted you to quit. And I mean just that. I received a letter from Louise yesterday. Also, one from my old buddy Forest Tubbs. As you know, he is back in the States in the hospital. He was wounded in the arm, and hand, and side. He said he didn’t think he would be able to use his right hand anymore. He wrote to me left-handed. I have to read his letters over three or four times before I can make out what he is talking about. I really feel sorry for the kid. But it could have been worse. Right? His girl came to see him, he said while he was in the hospital near his hometown. She hurt him, worried then that shell that got him, by telling him that in the condition he was in they could never get married now. He wrote and told me about it and asked me if I was in his shoes what I would do. I told him I would mostly shoot her if not that. I would beat the hell out of her. Because if somebody didn’t do it. She would mostly ruin some other guys life. If so, she doesn’t know the good things of life so why should she stay around at all. Right? Well honey, I will close for now. Anyway, I might blow my top if I stay on this one subject. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie 

Johnnie had previously mentioned Forest in a letter dated December 4, 1944. Discharged in June 1944, Forest remained in contact with Johnnie. According to World War II Hospital Admission Card Files, Forest Tubbs, back home in Tennessee now, had sustained nerve damage in his armpit from shrapnel caused by an artillery shell. This injury resulted in brachial palsy, causing weakness, numbness, or paralysis in his arm, which forced Forest to write with his left hand. Although we do not know who his ‘girl’ was during his recovery, Forest married Rhetta Olivia Doom in 1949, and their union lasted 50 years.


Pfc. Forest Tubbs

On June 26, 1945, a delegation from this Regiment departed for the Volturno Redeployment Training Area near Caserta, Italy. In a letter Johnnie wrote that same day, he expressed a longing for Lucile. As the war’s end drew near, he yearned to see her once more and asked for her help in reclaiming the man he once was.

Hello Babe,

I received a letter from you yesterday and glad to hear that you are getting my mail OK. I am OK as far as health is concerned. But as usual missing you more. I don’t know why, but I have had the feeling that I will see you sometime this year. O’yeah, you took what I wrote you about waiting for me the wrong way. What I meant is that I hope nothing ever came between us that would make us part. And Gosh Lou, lets never let that happen. I love you so much. I doubt that is one thing I couldn’t take. I can stand the Germans shooting all around me and the Japs too as far as that goes. But for me and you to break up, that’s something else. In other words, a song I just learned fit me to you, like a T. The name of the song is ‘I am all alone.’ At the end of the World. And it has a verse in it that says ‘What good is the world without you.’ Please take what I said above serious. I am trying so hard to be the same Johnnie again that you once cared so much about. A lot of times when I haven’t anything to do, I just sit and think about you and me and the future. And the one thing you and me both want. You can’t blame a guy for dreaming, can you? There’s a lot I have to forget and you can help me too by bringing the same Johnnie back to his normal mind again. So much has happened the last two years for us both. And I know it has put a strain on you also. Forget about the trip to Warm Springs, my error. O’yeah, about the house whatever way you want it is OK with me. You have always been boss of that part anyway, Ha Ha. Right? Yes, I will write Mom Stacks. I know how it is. You know I haven’t written Dad and his wife. Not even since she has had that operation. I better get on the ball or Dad and her are going to think I am not around anymore, right? Well honey, I will close for this time. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

P.S. How quick can you send me a carton of cigarettes?

Johnnie 


Johnnie’s father, John

Johnnie continues to send words of encouragement to Lucile’s mother in a letter dated June 27, 1945.

Dear Mom,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and I hope and pray that this finds you and the kids in the best of health. I hope you have everything straightened out by now on the lumber company and other things that had to be taken care of. I know Mom just what you have been through in the last few months and it has hit you very hard. I know he would be proud and I’m sure he knew you could carry on for the kids. Which you are doing such a swell job of. Mom, don’t worry so about us boys. You see that we have a job to do which one now is finished. Thank God. I don’t want to live under a Jap dictation. Neither does Mickey, Cecil, Robert or any of the boys for that matter. So, to stay free and to keep freedom, we have to keep these guys out, right? A buddy of mine just brought me two letters, one is from you and the other is from Luke. I am going to stop writing and read them. Then maybe I can answer some of it in this letter, OK. Mom, in this letter you wanted to know if I received the Bible with the steele case. Yes, and I think it’s very nice. Thanks a lot. I haven’t received the package with the marshmallows yet. But thanks for getting them for me. Yes, I can bet the way you have the house fixed up now that it looks good. Keep your fingers crossed, for I think I will be home soon to see it myself. O yeah, get that out of your head about not seeing Mickey anymore. He will take care of himself and I will be sure he would want you to look on him as a man now, not as a kid, right? Well Mom, I will close for now. Tell all hello for me and give my love to Luke.

Lots Lots Love, Johnnie


Johnnie’s mother-in-law, Leola Stacks

In his June 28, 1945 letter, Johnnie mentioned a dream Leola told him she had about him. He was also appreciative that Lucile was looking after his sister and her children. 

My Dear Darling Wife,

Received two letters from you yesterday and was glad to hear that you are well and alright. Sorry to hear that you are not working here lately. Because I know when you don’t have nothing to do, you just sit around and worry. Right? That place you worked at sure does have a lot of trouble with their machine and so forth. Why don’t they invest some money in some new machines and they wouldn’t be having so much trouble? Right? Thanks for going out to see Kate and see what she needs. Whatever you loaned her, I am sure she will pay us back. If she doesn’t, it’s OK, right? Because I know it’s hard to raise two kids, just her alone trying to raise them. Right? O’yeah, honey, have you ever received any of the packages I have sent home? Why I ask is most of the fellows that sent guns and other things home their folks have already received them. I just hope mine gets home OK. I wrote your Mother yesterday. She said in the letter that she wrote me that she dreamed I brought a baby home. Isn’t that something, Ha Ha. Did she say anything to you about that dream? I know if I done anything like that, I would just as well go fight the Japs because you would shoot me anyway, Ha Ha. Sorry to hear that you are having rained weather that when I shall be home with you. Right? Well honey, I will have to close for now as I go on guard in about ten minutes. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

In a June 29, 1945 V-mail, Johnnie shared that he has a new assignment and will have a new address soon. He also continued to offer hope to Lucile.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and hope with all my heart that this finds you in the best of health. Well, you better not write me no more after you get this. I am leaving tomorrow to another outfit. So, I will have a new address. So, wait till you hear from me again. OK? I know one thing about it, I won’t be a front-line soldier anymore. That’s in my favor. Right? And I am still pretty sure I will be seeing you soon. So, don’t give up hope as yet. I will let you know more about the setup when I write you the next letter, OK? Boy, the weather sure is hot over here now. How is it back home now? Has it ever stopped raining? Ha Ha. Lately every letter I receive from you, you said it was raining. I wrote you an air mail yesterday. Also, I dropped Dad a line. I have been getting your mail pretty regular here lately. How is my coming? How is Mom Stacks and the kids? Well, I hope. Well honey, I will close for now. Tell all Hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie



Front and back of Johnnie’s June 29, 1945 V-mail to Lucile

As the period concluded, all organizations remained in their initial dispositions. However, significant personnel changes occurred among both officers and enlisted men throughout the month.

During the month of June, 1 Legion of Merit Medal, 22 Silver Stars Medals, 3 Oak Leaf Clusters to Silver Star Medals, 636 Bronze Star Medals (7 posthumously), 9 Oak Leaf Clusters to Bronze Star Medals, 1 Soldier’s Medal, 91 Purple Hearts, 36 Oak Leaf Clusters to Purple Heart, 5 2nd Oak Leaf Clusters to Purple Heart, 19 Combat Infantryman Badges, and 105 Medical Badges (includes 103 Badges issues to 310th Medical Battalion) were awarded. Four enlisted men were killed in action, 3 enlisted men died from wounds, and 2 officers and 10 enlisted men were wounded in action. The Regiment now consisted of 168 assigned officers, 1 attached officer, 5 warrant officers, 3273 assigned enlisted men, and 19 attached enlisted men. 

Thursday, October 3, 2024

June 10, 11, 15, and 20, 1945

On June 10, 1945, Johnnie included a recently taken photograph of Company B in his letter to Lucile.

My Dear Darling,

Well, here it is Sunday and a pretty bad day too. It has been raining for the last two days. I used to like for the weather to be like that. But not no more. Since I am away from you. You remember where I was back home if it was a rainey day. I always laid off of work. It’s funny but when the weather is like it is today, I just enjoyed staying home and having a time with you. Honey, it has been three days since I heard from you. I have written you every day this month so far except two days and at that time I was where I wasn’t able to write. A couple of days ago we had a pretty good size picture of our outfit made. We all received a picture this morning. I am sending it home so that it is taken care of. In case you can’t find me on this picture, I am laying down on the front row with my hair down on my forehead next to the guy with the watch on his arm. Don’t I look cute, Ha Ha. How is Mom Stacks? Well, I hope the rest of the family are OK. I hope you understand me about Kate in what I wrote you in that V-mail. Say honey, in that box with the blanket, there is a box, rather a match box, and in it is a compass and a German Purple Heart. Let me know if you receive that also. Well, it’s time for the mail check to come around and pick up the mail so I will close for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


337th Infantry, Company B, Italy, June 1945
 

Johnnie is in the front row, third man from the left (center)


A Rememberance from the 1st Battalion Enlistedmans Club (Belluno, Italy).
Many of Johnnie’s fellow soldiers signed the photo on the back.

In his letter dated June 11, 1945, Johnnie sought to clarify to Lucile both the points he had accumulated and the criteria for earning additional points in his Advanced Service Rating Score.

My Dear Darling,

I received your letter to me, the first one of this month, yesterday, which was dated June the first. I got one today which was dated the fourth. That’s not bad at all. But what happened to the second and third? Maybe they are on their way. My mail to you is coming pretty regular, that’s good. You wanted to know about this point system. Well, I told you I had just seventy points. The day after I wrote you that, I was told I was awarded the Bronze Star for a heroic deed in action so that gives me five more points and makes my total seventy-five. And they say they are going to give us another battle star for fighting the Germans here in the Alp mountains of Italy. If so, that will be five more points which will make eighty. And I get two points for every month I am in service and two for every month I am overseas. Well that take care of that. O’yeah, the latest we have heard over here is every guy with sixty points over will go home for a furlough before being assigned. Gosh, don’t give up hope for me. If I do have to go to the Pacific, I am pretty darn sure to come by home first. I will be home by two months and a half from now, or not at all. What I mean by that is I really don’t believe I will see any more action, and they might put me as army occupation over here till the war is over in the Pacific. I am not sure of anything as yet. But you will know about two months from now. You can bet on that. I know one thing, all us old men here in the outfit are pretty sure we will go by home before we are assigned to any more jobs to be done. They say when a woman senses anything like her husband: or sweetheart that something is going to happen to them it usually comes true. Just do something like that and maybe before you know it, I will be right by your side back there at home, Ha Ha. Well honey, I will close for now. Tell all the folks hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

P.S. in your next letter send some airmail stamps, OK?

Love, Johnnie

In his June 15, 1945 letter, Johnnie mentioned receiving several letters, including one from Lucile’s cousin Irvin. Like Johnnie, Irvin was stationed in Italy and had also acquired a few gifts during his time in Venice.

My Dear Darling,

Received a letter from you yesterday. Also, one from Dot. The first mail I have got in about five days. You know since this war has been over here it just seems like the mail has fallen off for me. I guess everybody figures that being that it is over, they just say well he is safe and OK now. There just isn’t any use writing him so regular now. What do you think? Also, we are having it pretty easy now. But what next? Who knows? I got a letter from Irvin a few days ago. He was telling me he didn’t have to worry any more about being shot at or shelled. He is back in Naples, about six hundred miles below Italy from here. The first time I have heard from him in about six months. He is driving now a bus. O’yeah, I went on a pass to Venice a couple of days ago. While I was there, I bought you a pair of beads. Also, Mary and Betty a little pin with a boat on it. Let me know if you received them or not. Sorry to hear that you are not working now, don’t let it get you down. I know it’s hard on you when you haven’t anything to do but it around and worry wherever I will be home soon. I have the same trouble myself here lately. Just waiting. A couple of days ago we had two of our boys killed. They were guarding an ammunition dump and it blew up. About seventeen Germans got it also. That’s hell to go all the way through a war, then get it on something like that. A guy never knows when his time is up though. How is Mom Stacks? And the rest of the family? OK, I hope. Tell them all hello for me and I hope to see them soon. O’yeah, Dot said if I stay away much longer, she would forget how I looked when I left. She doesn’t know the half of it. I have forgot that myself, Ha Ha. I feel my age too much now. Because I know ten years of my life is gone. Well honey, I will close for now. Keep writing, praying and hoping I will see you soon. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie visited Venice (see blue star on map). Image from Library of Congress, Washington, DC,
Geography and Map Division.

Johnnie and Lucile were ready to start a family, something he alluded to in his letter dated June 20, 1945.

I love you a million, always

My Dear Lou,

Received a letter from you yesterday which was mailed the tenth of June. Honey, have you received the blanket I sent you? You should have by now. A lot of the fellows that have sent them say that their family have received them. Let me know, OK. Well, a lot of the fellows have left to go to other outfits. I am expecting to leave any day now. I just hope the outfit I go in stops by the States before going on to the Pacific. Keep your fingers crossed. Sure would like to have been there for that wine roast. I am really a chow hound now, Ha Ha. I can eat anything now. I am glad you are having folks to come around and see you. It keeps you from being so lonely, right? Sorry to hear that you haven’t heard from Mickey. But I am sure he is alright. I guess by the time you get this Robert will be home. Some guys have the best of luck, right? Yes, it’s been every bit of eighteen months and more since I saw you last. That’s one reason I think I may be home soon being over here so long. Boy, I sure hope they lower the points if I am going to get out on a discharge. They better. Yes, I sure would like to start a family if I can get back to you before I get too old, Ha Ha. Being what I have been through, I wouldn’t want no boys being fear that they might have to go through what I been through, get what I mean? O’yeah, get those crazy dreams out of your head. If we had a baby and me thinking all the time that you bear us a daughter or son. Would make me feel proud all the time. You get what I mean. Well honey, I will close for now. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie’s brother-in-law, Robert Astin

Thursday, September 26, 2024

June 1–4, 6, and 8, 1945

At the start of the period, the 1st Battalion and Service Company were stationed in the Belluno-Sedico area, the 2nd Battalion was located at Agrodo, the 3rd Battalion operated in the Mis-Sospirolpo area, and the Special Companies were positioned around Lake Alleghe. During the month, light training persisted, focusing on orientation, education, athletics, and recreation.

Johnnie had experienced enough of the war, and as he looked ahead, he made a conscious effort not to dwell on it once he returned home. At least, that is what he shared with Lucile in his June 1, 1945 V-mail.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am well and hope with all my heart that this finds you in the best of health. I received a letter from you yesterday that was mailed the twenty-third of May. Not bad, do you think? In this letter you wanted to know where I am at. Well, I am two miles from a town called Belluno, south of it. If you get an Italy map with most of the towns on it, you shall be able to tell about where I am at. You said when I did get home, I could just talk till my heart was content. That’s OK too, but that’s something I don’t want to do. What I mean is, not think about this war. That’s just over. Or the present one with Japan. That’s one thing I want to forget, and all the rest do too that are in the infantry. Well honey, I will close for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

As you read Johnnie’s June 2, 1945 V-mail, it initially seems like he might fuss at Lucile about something. However, as it turns out, he is complimenting her instead.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you hear from me and to let you know I am well. I hope this finds you the same. How is Mom Stacks making out? Well, I hope. What about the rest of the family? I just hope soon I will be with you. That’s what most of us that came over with the outfit are worrying about at the present. If we do have to go fight the Japs, we all are hoping to go by the States for a thirty-day furlough. Keep your fingers crossed. We will know soon. O’yeah, not to get you mad or anything, but every time I have been getting a letter from you here lately, I have been keeping account of the dates of the letters. And you have been doing a good job of writing me and letting me know what’s going on back there at home pretty regular. Keep it up. Will close. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

In his June 3, 1945 V-mail, Johnnie expressed concern about Lucile’s financial well-being. His primary focus was ensuring that she had everything she needed.

Hello Darling,

I received one letter from you today and one from Mary. Sure was glad to hear from you both. Yesterday, I received the nice Bible your Mother sent me. It sure is a nice one too. Honey, the reason I asked you about your savings account is I just wanted to know if anything happens where you might need money, that you would have it on hand. If you didn’t, you could write me and I could help. I hope you get what I am trying to say! Do you? I am glad you like the pictures of me. But as my opinion of them, they are not worth looking at. I can’t understand where you and the rest of the family think I am getting better looking. Wait till you see me as myself. I look like sad-sack, Ha Ha. No kidding. Well honey, I will close for this time. Tell all the folks hello for me. And to you I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie and unknown man (post-WWII)

During World War II, pin-up girls played a significant role. They contributed to the war effort by selling war bonds and boosting morale through letters to soldiers. These images adorned military publications and magazine covers, eagerly anticipated by servicemen. Johnnie had his own pin-up girl back home in Georgia, and made sure to convey this sentiment in his June 4, 1945 letter.

My Dear Darling,

I received two letters from you today and was glad to hear that you are well and alright. As for myself, I am OK. Glad to hear that you are getting my letters to you pretty regular here lately. Remember every chance I get I try to get a letter off to you. As long as I know you are still waiting and there no other guys beating my time while I am away doing things that I thought once was inhuman, I am perfect in feeling and very Damn Happy to know I have as a wife such a swell woman and not one of those I used to run around with before I met you. You know some of the ones I am talking about very well. Right? Well that’s enough on that subject. Just remember you are my number one pin up girl and mine alone, OK? You say Mom Stacks is painting her house inside. I bet it looks nice. Say, by the way, are those rooms you painted different down at our house still the same? You remember you had one blue, orange, pink and white, I think. Anyway, it really looks good. Say if you are getting mail from McClueley you could send me his address yourself. Couldn’t you? Or haven’t you ever thought of that. Anyway, you told me a couple of months back he was going to write. But he never did. Where is his wife anyway? O’yeah, you said here in one of your letters that you were going to Warm Springs with Woodrow and a bunch but you were sick at the time and said you wasn’t going. That’s OK too. But you said the bunch. What’s wrong, don’t I know the crowds or are they a new bunch since I left? Must be. All you named was Woodrow. What about your side? Did you go to have a checkup? One thing I have learned since I have been away and that is if I say I am going to do something I do my darndest to do such. Which I see I have to teach you the same when I get back, Ha Ha. Maybe you think I am blowing my top. Well I am in a way. This was over here while it lasted much had got the best of me. Sometimes I wonder. Yeah, I guess there are a lot of guys around there at home coming back now. I just hope I can get a boat going that way. Well honey, I will close for now. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie


Although we cannot be sure, we believe this photo was taken ca. 1945 so may be the “bunch” mentioned in the letter.
Back row: Woodrow Oglesby, Francis Stacks Oglesby, Elvie and Earl Stacks, Mary Stacks, Leola Lemon Stacks.
Front row: Shirley Oglesby, Betty Stacks, Melvin Stacks. We believe the baby off to the left on the ground is Jerry Oglesby.

In his June 6, 1945 V-mail, Johnnie requested that Lucile send financial assistance to his sister Kate.

My Dear Darling,

Just a few lines this morning to let you know I am well and OK and hope with all my heart that this finds you in the best of health. I received a letter from Kate today. She sent me a picture of her and the two kids. She said she was going to move out to College Park sometime this month. She said she would be able to see you a lot then. As I wrote you before, she wrote to Louise for some money to help her with the kids. But all Louise could send her was ten dollars. From what I get out of Louise’s letter, she has been sick here lately and Louise said a few debts have piled up on her while she was sick. Louise wanted to know if I could help Kate out any and I told her I would. What I want you to do is take thirty-five dollars out to her. Louise said she would help Kate pay back to us whatever we loan her. If she doesn’t, it’s OK because they are my sisters and I can’t let them down when they are in trouble, right? Kate’s address is 100 5th Street NW. I will write you a longer letter. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

In his June 8, 1945 letter, Johnnie attempted to reassure Lucile in case he was sent to the Pacific instead of returning home. He also apologized for something he had mentioned in a previous letter.

Dearest Lou,

Received three letters from you yesterday and one from Mary. Sure was glad to get them too. Say what about you taking it easy. Every letter I get from you, you say you are OK except only tired. Remember you don’t have to work yourself to death. So, go easy for awhile. You might work yourself down to nothing then what will I have to come back too? Ha Ha. I am glad to hear that you are getting my letters right along now and yours to me isn’t bad at all. You wanted to know whether I might get to come home soon. Well, I can’t say for sure as yet. But all of us that came over with the outfit think we will go by home, if we are shipped to the Pacific. Don’t worry about Mickey. I think he can take care of hisself. O’yeah, thanks a lot for consenting my wish about us getting together when I do make that boat for home. I know it’s going to be hard to get away from the folks. But we will do it someway. Right? About me being a machine gunner, if I do go to the Pacific, if the Army wants me to stay as one, I haven’t got much to say about it. Anyway, it’s a good weapon to have around when things get to going tough. And I should know. Let’s hope I don’t have to see anymore action. Right? I doubt if I could take anymore anyway. O’yeah, about Dad’s wife having an operation on her breast, I wasn’t making fun of her or was I offending you. That’s just my old opinion of a breast, when I used to run around. Known as a tit. About the way men and women are doing. Let’s don’t let things like that happen between us. You remember the trouble we had once before. I made a promise to you and I also asked forgiving from that swell guy above. Well, I know now I am on the right track with him. Because he could have had me knocked off if he wanted me to go. Alots of times. As you know. Well honey, I will close for now. I miss you a lot and I love you a million. 

Always, Johnnie 


Mary Stacks