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October 21st 1944 Letter from Dad, Luther Murkins Winsor



 October 21st 1944
How I did enjoy your letter of Sept 4th on my return to Teheran last night! It was longer on the way this time so I'm anxious for further word- Guess there will not be any time that is free from anxiety until we are all safely home again. Anyway I'm thankful that you are taking it with your chin up in the good old way that you have learned so well. And I know that you will be cautious and not have an accident as one of our Sergeants did here the other day when he fell and exploded a mine he was about to put in place as protection against thieves. It is terrible at best to lose our boys in battle but accidental deaths make us feel even worse.

I think I know the kind of rifle you have acquired. The Germans were here a long time and they left their influence on the local Army. Their rifles are good and they shoot straight as I have repeatedly proved. However, my hunting is only hit and miss while traveling with caelry escort. I'm saving the real hunt for a time when we can enjoy it together-God hasten the day. e
I have the kind of Luger you have been



been looking for. It was assigned to me by the local army. It is a wonderful gun. Shoots like a rifle and does not seem to jam. 'Nuf sed 'bout guns. They make me shudder and I am now a long long way from the battle front, except that we still have to be on the alert when out on duty in the mountain country. That is one of the difficult phases of my work here.

I'm surely happy that Pauline is safely thru her very severe ordeal and that she and Jim have a fine son. What a change indeed, our family personnel has made since you and I parted that August morning so long ago. And what a glorious re-union we shall have, or should I say what a wonderful get-acquainted party it will be.

It is comforting to contemplate an eternity with such a family as ours promises to be. May our Heavenly Father be kind and mindful of us and help us to be united here for a long long time to fill the measures of our creation is my faith and constant prayer-
God bless you my boy-
Your loving Dad--

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