Private J. D. Caves: The Long Journey Home
10 July 1945 London, England
My Own Darling Jean,
Afraid I have some disappointing news for you, it was a blow to me. Out boat has been delayed and we are not sailing now till 24th at earliest. After all preparations and writing to acquaint everyone of departure we are now staying on page 139and I have been granted a week's leave. Life somehow does not seem real yet. Home hardly seems real either. Half the time one just drifts on from day to day, just forcing oneself not to think. That is a habit of mind control that one had to form behind the wire and I guess it clings.