Somewhere in Belgium: Letters my father wrote home during World War II

These are letters written home during World War II by an ordinary soldier, a man who sailed to Europe in 1944 as a private first class in the army and returned home in 1946 as a master sergeant, the highest rank for an enlisted man. For most of his time overseas, stationed at an RAF base where planes took off carrying paratroopers into Holland and bringing home the wounded from France, and in the heavily bombed port city of Antwerp, Belgium, he could not divulge details, but he wrote daily to his wife, keeping her spirits up and asking questions about her activities and offering husbandly advice. When the war in Europe ended in May, 1945, he was able to tell her what he had really been doing. These are the letters his wife saved in boxes for more than three quarters of a century.