I had a parcel of socks sent to me from a girl friend I knew at Hamilton they were on the road over six months & just came in nice time as the cold weather is coming in fast, they are hand knitted & nice & long. I have written to Mr. Ashworth to send me a pair of strong leather gloves as it is bitterly cold on the hands here in Winter. Well dearest I do hope this lot finishes this year. I am like a caged bird with clipped wings. I am just longing to see you again. I had a dream about you once. I don’t know if I told you before. I dreamt I was back home again and walking down your street when I saw a covered in vehicle coming along & you looked out if it & stared at me but as soon as you recognized me you turned your head the other way & left me staring after you. They say dreams go by opposites anyway I hope so in this case. Another time I dreamt I had returned home and went to your place. You took me to a big room & two other girls were there. I thought you then left me with these two girls & told me to tell them all my experiences but I was too shy to talk to them and when you came back you called me all sorts of names for not speaking. Well the next time I dream of home I hope to wake up & find I am there. Goodbye dearest for the present. Yours ever Ozzie.
Kind regards to all.
Letters shared here were written by Private Ozbert Edwards of the 21st Australian Infantry Battalion to Miss Myrtle McCoughtry his future wife. They were written before, during and then after WWI while establishing his settler block at Red Cliffs VIC. Myrtle remained in Melbourne until their house was built. Letters shared here are part of a larger private collection generously shared with permission by Pam Shugg (granddaughter of Oz and Myrtle) and her family.