March 31, 1945

V-mail
from: Mrs. G. Shonkwiler
to: Pvt George W. Shonkwiler
March 31st, 1945.
Saturday, 1 o’clock a.m. (Sunday?)
Noteworthy: Mom’s wisdom on raising children.
Hello, darling,
I just came down from spending the evening upstairs and we had coffee,
crackers, cheese and I brought up a couple pieces of pie to eat.  Seems we
eat every night, either up there or down here.  The Pages are certainly nice,
and I only hope we get alone half as well after 21 years of married life.  Of
course, there are always a few more things to disagree on when raising children.
But I rather think we think pretty much alike when it comes to our children’s
welfare and hope they will never hear us disagreeing in their presence at
least, because that atmosphere tends to drive children away from home.  I’ve
always wanted my kids (plural) to feel they could bring their friends home at
any time.  (Hope my views won’t change with old age.)  Here I’m planning our
life 21 years from now, and I’ve actually only been married 5 1/2 months.  I
spent most of today cleaning house, then went on the Avenue to buy myself a
pair of shoes.  When I got there, Ronnie got a new pair of white shoes, and I
got a shine on my old shoes.  Imagine?  He’s had two pair in three weeks, one
for play, and one for dress.
Bye, love,
Mom and Ronnie.