Letter from my great-great grandfather, a military police officer, to my grandmother in 1944. It’s quite likely he was her dad rather than her grandfather.
“Somewhere in Belgium, Nov. 23rd, ‘44
Your old Daddy hasn’t forgotten you at all + I hope Santy is good to you again this year. For if he is not Daddy will shoot him will that be O.K. I wish Daddy could be home with you but he can’t so all he can do is be thinking of you on that day. So you be a good girl and maybe Daddy will get to come home to you before very long. So write Daddy a letter won’t you and don’t forget me.
Lots of love, your Daddy”