[FROM DOROTHY RUTLEDGE WOODBURY — NOTE IS DATED NOVEMBER 5 WHEN IN FACT IT WAS DECEMBER 5 AND POSTMARKED THE NEXT DAY]
Dear Dorothy + Vic
Received your letter this morning and was very pleased.
I cant tell you just how much this loss has hurt me, their are no words to express my love for Woody and when I heard he was gone I wanted to die to If it wasn’t for Brenda I really think I would take my own life. Maybe you think that is an awful thing to say but life without him
just doesn’t have any meaning I prayed so much and so hard for his safe return. I just couldn’t believe God had done this to me I feel so lost and the pain is allmost unbearable and it gets worse with each day As yet I dont know many details about his death but I just hope he wasn’t blown to bits by one of the mines I do know that was what he was doing at the time. I got three letters from him the day I received the telegram his last written the 21st the day before he died
We shared a wonderful love a love few couples ever achieve I gave him every bit of love that I was capable of giving He had
all of me, and was my only love.
I will try to write again very soon and ell you more. Thank you so much for your nice letter
Brenda has two teeth, dark blue eyes + dark hair a perfect picture of her daddy
She weighs 18 lbs I will send you a picture next time
[My father, Victor, once told me Woody was blown up by a mine, but I don’t know whether ours or the enemy’s.]