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Title:      Merry Christmas 1944
Author:  Alice Spiker
Date:     December 1944


(Transcribed from a letter written to Brad Spiker by his wife Alice around December 1944 while he was serving in the military.  An image of the original letter, written on Christmas wrapping paper, is shown below.  Image submitted by Mike Spiker.)



     Merry Christmas 1944


    My Dear, since I can't send you a christmas package, I'll use the wrapping paper to write a letter.


     When I met you, it never occurred to me that some holiday season I would be writing across the ocean to you.  Yes, it is true; we are an ocean apart.  But to me you are as much a part of my Christmas spirit as if you were here.  You were with me when I bought our gifts.  In my mind I asked you about each one.  If you didn't approve, we got something else.  Perhaps it was easier to do your Christmas shopping that way -- no back talk.


     This year you will spend your holiday season sacrificing everything that makes a Merry Christmas -- no, not everything, you still have your God, -- sacrificing that we may celebrate, not only this Christmas, but the many yet to come.


     Next year you and I are going to celebrate for the three Christmases we have missed already.  Can you plan to get three day's living in 24 hours?


     After we have our plans, we will most likely spend the day washing our dinner dishes.  You see, we may have guests.


     I hope you eat your Christmas dinner with a nice French family who have an attractive daughter.


     Of course you are to forget her immediately after the 25th of December 1944.


     Honey, I love you for every day since we first met.  Can you count that far?


     All My Love Always,





UPDATE to story added December 2015


       Referring to her first child, Lucinda Adalyn Shaffer, Kate Spiker Shaffer writes:  

     "I have a framed wedding picture of Grandpa and Grandma (Brad & Alice) Spiker along with a Christmas letter grandma wrote to grandpa while he was away at war. It hangs above Adalyn's changing table in our living room. Lucinda is Adalyn's middle name, which was grandma's middle name (Alice Lucinda Spiker). Every time we change her, she looks at that picture and is content to stare at it. It is so sweet."