I wonder what it must have been like to leave a small village for an unknown land far away knowing that he most likely would never return to Grochowalsk; knowing that he would never see his relatives, friends, almost everyone he knew ever again must have been very sorrowful.
Mr. and Mrs. F.J. Curtin
1946 Concord Rd.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Here it is Christmas Eve and I could think of a few places I’d rather be tonight than where I am but there will be wars eh!
The other day I received a whole bunch of letters and I really was glad to get them. I received all those clippings you sent me. I guess the boys really showed the rest of the country what a good team we had huh!
I’m writing this letter just for you Mom. You know, as I sit here I keep trying to think of the words to tell you how grateful I am to God for giving me the most wonderful mother in the world and no matter how much I think of it I know I could never hope to put in words, the love in my heart for my Mom. It’s a feeling that will be with me whenever I am, Mom, and as long as I live. I only hope that whatever I do I can say that you’re proud of me and if that’s the case then I don’t care what anyone else says. Honestly, Mom, you can’t imagine how much your encouragement helped me out this past month. No matter how long I live Mom I’ll take the advice from you as the best authority in the world. I ask God every night to look after my Mom and next Sunday I’ll be right at Mass receiving communion just for you.