Letter 83    From Edward Martin's mother to Edward and his new wife, Evelyn - June 26, 1943

To:    1st Lt. Edward L. Martin Jr.
          Electronics Training Group U S Army
          APO 640 Postmaster, New York City
          New York

FR:    Mrs, E.L. Martin Sr.
          1032 Wakefield Avenue - Zone 6
          St. Paul, Minnesota U S A

June 26th, 1943

Dear Ed and Evelyn:

       The three V-mail letters came a few days ago and needless to say I was very glad to hear from you and so soon after your marriage, too.  I didn't think you would be down out of the clouds as yet.  I think it is just swell that Evelyn will be able to be with you part of the time anyway.  It is too bad you could not get a couple of furnished rooms and do lignt house-keeping, but maybe that isn't done over there.  Well, you will have a long time to do that after you get back to the U.S.  I sometimes sit and ponder just how long it will be until you and Evelyn and George will be home with us again.  It is a little difficult to imagine our family all being together again, all sitting down to the table together once more and laughing and talking as in days gone by.  That's going to be a great day in the morning when that comes to pass.  And there will be a new face at the table, one that we will all be glad to have with us.  There will be a new face for you who have been away,  too, little Joe will be here to welcome his two uncles and aunt home.  It's going to be grand to get together again.  So lets all pray very hard that the time will not be far distant.
       We are enjoying some real summer weather now after a very cold spring.  Our flowers are blooming profusely and the roses are out in great abundance.  It keeps Gerry busy picking them.  I wrote George about them and wish he were here to enjoy them with us.  I put in ten new rose bushes this year so we should have oodles of them next year.  My beets and carrots are coming ok and the tomatoes and peppers are doing fine.  The mosquitoes are so big and numerous it's very hard to work in the garden without being eaten up by them.  I smeared myself with citranella a couple of times but one would have to take a bath in it to keep them off everywhere they light.  We have no flies this summer, but tiny gnats pester one so while reading by a floor lamp that I give up and go to bed and let the darn things get along without me.  Bugs of all descriptions are plentiful because of all the rain we have had.  Gerry has an awful time trying to read evenings.  Every once in a while I see her jump and one would think an elephant had walked in when in fact it may only have been a small moth.  One evening she was reading in the dining room for a change and she got excited and called me to come and see something on the screen on the window.  I thought it might be a bat, but it was the biggest butterfly I ever saw in my life.  The body was two inches long and about half an inch wide.  It's wings were enormous.
     Rosemary has spent the week in Dakota, she being on her vacation this week.  Pop went west Wednesday morning and will not be back 'til Monday or Tuesday, so GeeGee and I are enjoying ourselves and our new found freedom.  We eat when we get hungry (which is most of the time) and we go to bed when we please and get up when we feel like it.  It is wonderful life for this hot weather.  Thursday we went to the Orpheum to see "Cabin in the Sky" a very fine picture with a 100% negro cast.  Rochester was the leading man and Ethel Waters was leading lady.  The music was excellent as you may imagine and all in all it was a pleasant change from all the war pictures that have been forced upon us lately.  The story was good, too.
     Art called a while ago to ask me and my pal out for dinner tomorrow and that didn't make us mad I can tell you.  Art was taking care of little Joe and Cathy and Mary were at the store. Art says Joe is getting spoiled already.  If he is crying and he picks him up Joe turns off the sob stuff at once.  He is a very nice baby and everyone says he looks like bug.  I wrote Bug three V mails and told him to let you read them so you will get all the news of Joe and his christening in those letters.  Am sending a lot of newspapers to the Humphreys so you can get them from them.  Will have to close now.  Will write more later.

Love to both of you and regards to the Humphreys.

Mom