October to December 1942
England and North Africa, 1942
In the fall of 1942 John Lauten was a first lieutenant in I Company, 3rd Battalion, 16th Infantry, training in Britain for an invasion he could not name. On Nov. 8 his battalion landed near Oran, Algeria. These are the letters he wrote to his wife, Ginny, from Britain and from the camps around Oran, where on Dec. 19 he became the battalion's intelligence officer.
The Big Picture
By fall 1942, America had been at war less than a year. The Soviet Union wanted a second front: a new Allied attack on Germany to take pressure off the Russians.
American generals wanted to invade France. The British said it was too soon. In July, President Roosevelt decided Americans would fight Germany in 1942, in French North Africa.
The plan was called Operation Torch. About 107,000 American and British troops would land in Morocco and Algeria. The target was kept secret.
On Nov. 8, 1942, Operation Torch landed about 107,000 American and British troops in Morocco and Algeria. These French colonies answered to the Vichy government, which had made peace with Germany. Some French troops fought back hard.
The fighting stopped on Nov. 10 and 11. On Nov. 22 the French commander, Admiral François Darlan, signed a deal with the Americans, and French forces in North Africa joined the Allies.
Next came a race for Tunisia. Germany began flying in troops on Nov. 11. British and American forces raced east to take Tunis first.
The Letters
36 letters · tap one to read and zoom- Oct. 23, 1942

“Just remember always that I am constantly thinking of you and my little princess.”
Just keep on writing to me. - No Date · Fall 1942

“Keep writing to me no matter what. Those letters keeps my spirit up and keep me going.”
A really homesick man. - Nov. 1942 · No Date

“Our enemies that were fighting a week ago—& who shot hundreds of our men, are now our allies and are being armed & set loose to fight the Germans.”
Today I got paid. - Nov. 22, 1942

“It gets rather hard to write letters one way—i.e. without receiving any.”
A bath in my helmet. - Nov. 24, 1942

“We want our daughter raised as we think she should be.”
A house of your own. - Nov. 25, 1942

“Honey I love you like hell, and it is hell to be this faraway from you.”
Hallelujah! the Jackpot. - Nov. 26, 1942

“I am enclosing the pictures so you will know what I look like on this date.”
Thanksgiving sans turkey. - Nov. 29, 1942

“That mail we were supposed to get yesterday must have been rumor.”
Must have been rumor. - Dec. 1, 1942

“My heart hangs heavy when I think of the time which must elapse before I can get home to my loved ones.”
He is a fire-eater. - Dec. 2, 1942

“I imagine Linda is heckling you for food.”
Respoiled by then. - Dec. 6, 1942

“Since you aren’t here all I can do is to make you feel like you were here by describing things to you.”
Dancing made me homesick. - Dec. 7, 1942

“For a description of this part of the country read Beau Geste.”
A day in the Foreign Legion’s town. - Dec. 8, 1942

“I hope you get Linda to hang up her stocking for Santa Claus—and I know Santa will have plenty for her.”
Still no mail today. - Dec. 9, 1942

“Tell her she has the swellest mother in the world—and the sweetest wife her daddy ever hoped to have.”
I can’t jitter. - Dec. 9, 1942

“May it bring an end to this useless expenditure of human beings.”
Beer at 10¢ a quart. - Dec. 10, 1942

“Without letters from you it gets rather difficult to write a very long letter every day—so you’ll have to excuse them if they seem short—or talk about trivial things.”
The mail was just a rumor. - Dec. 12, 1942

“There is a chance that I may get transferred and become a member of the bn. staff—the most insignificant of the positions S-2—Intelligence officer.”
Mail has been coming in. - Dec. 13, 1942

“May I again wish you a Merry Xmas & Happy New Year with the prayer that our next one will be spent together.”
One thin sheet. - Dec. 14, 1942

“The knowledge that I have anyone as precious and lovely as you to come home to satisfies me—and the wolves can have what they can get.”
Social customs prevailing here. - Dec. 15, 1942

“I’m sitting here looking at Linda’s picture—and I feel so very proud. She is a darling if there ever was one.”
Try living in a pup tent. - Dec. 16, 1942

“She wasn’t my daughter, she was a doll … Don’t tell Linda about that or she will get a swelled head.”
An English class at the bar. - Dec. 17, 1942

“Darling, I miss you so much I would give anything to be able to have you here next to me.”
That wine is dynamite. - Dec. 18, 1942

“You two young ladies take care of yourselves—your old man will be home some day and he wants you both in good shape.”
Everything is canned. - Dec. 19, 1942

“I got back to the Company today only to be transferred to Bn Staff as S-2—Intelligence Officer.”
Bn Staff as S-2. - Dec. 20, 1942

“If anything it is a little more dangerous than my former job, but I’m more or less on my own and I think I can take care of myself.”
My new job. - Dec. 21, 1942

“I love you honey, I love you I love you—wrap your arms around yourself and give yourself a hug from me.”
Four Xmas telegrams. - Dec. 22, 1942

“If you keep the letters according to date, when I get home I’ll have a diary of my daily travels.”
Save all of my letters. - Dec. 23, 1942

“I love you both with all my heart—and I hope that you felt my thoughts were with you on Xmas—as they are at all times”
Note sarcasm. - Dec. 23, 1942

“It is an inspiring sight to see the colors go by with their escort.”
A second letter for today. - Dec. 24, 1942

“I don’t think the Lord would want our little family broken up so he will watch over me and get me back safe to you and Linda.”
’Twas the night before Christmas. - Dec. 25, 1942

“You have heard of the blue Mediterranean. Well it’s even bluer.—and it is as calm as a pond.”
Christmas Day, 1942. - Dec. 26, 1942

“I wish I could be there to see Linda running around the house on her tricycle—reading the paper and doing all the other cute things.”
You have competition, honey. - Dec. 27, 1942

“It’s all well and good to be one of the boys fighting for Uncle Sam, but it’s a terrific price to pay for the absence from your family.”
A home of our own. - Dec. 28, 1942

“The men can hardly believe it. They haven’t had a break like this since they left the states.”
Hitting the jackpot. - Dec. 29, 1942

“As you have said in your letters the future for us is very promising because we have come to appreciate each other more.”
Answering your letters. - Dec. 30, 1942

“I miss you honey and am always hoping for anything that will get me back to you.”
I can’t write a book every day.