Friday Ė 27th Oct.
Well, here goes with
the pencil again. My new found fountain pen has gone bad, but Iím sure
you had rather hear this way than not at all.
Iím sick- Iíve got a
terrible cold and Iím mad as everything. Here I have gone all fall with
everybody having one and now here I get it at last. Iím at the shop all
right but I feel like ďthe dickensĒ.
We had our first letter
from you in over two weeks yesterday. It was written on the third, I
think. Martha had one written the fourth about ten days ago then
yesterday a letter came in written in Sept. Where it has been all this
time no one knows. Emory says he is having a hard time getting her mail.
One letter was half burned up even, but I suppose hey are doing the best
Bob Spann was in a
minute ago. I told him it sure did make me home sick for you. He asked
all about you.
Monday, Oct. 30th
Today was a big day with us. The
postman brought us five letters, then came in around 11:00 and brought
another one making six in all ranging from 17th, 18th, 19th
back to the 12th. The 19th being the last one. It
was a lovely one you wrote on your birthday. You are a pretty nice person
anyway and I kinda like you.
So from these letters
you are not a ďpathfinderĒ the way Geo told us and what you had said
before we were sure it was that, but you seem to be making your missions
pretty regularly, so I decided before this letter came that your werenít.
Hugh White must be though because he has been there since April and has
only made 22. His mother is hearing regularly now so she feels so much
better. I believe the mail is going to be better now that the Xmas rush
is over. I hope so because it sure does do something to you to get mail
form your love ones.
Iím so glad you like
the book I sent you, will try to send you some more. They only cost $.25
and are copies of $2.50 and $3.00 books. I have tow pair of woolen socks
that Mother bought for you. I will try to get it off this week as I feel
you need them. As to the comb you have one in that box I said was just
things that would keep you from going to the P.X.
Iím saving your letters
so you can read between the lines to me when you get home, some of your
remarks are clever as the Dickens such as the 16th hole of
golf, etc. but some we do not figure as you want us to do Iím sure. It
goes completely over our heads.
Molly is still single
and just as pretty as ever. I understand she wants to get married.
Whatís the matter with her? She has enough beausí. Is she hard to get
along with, high tempered or what? Please tell me cause I like her so
much and I canít find any fault in her.
Daddy has written you
about Buck Davis I know. Well, his mother told me this morning that the
government had sent her the D.F.C, air medal and something else, Iíve
forgotten so he must be on his way home. Iím like Daddy now, we may have
to move out he may fill this place with so much hot air, but all kidding
aside. He will have a lot to tell Iím sure. All his crew escaped their
prison and were taken back to their old base in Italy.
Itís sad the way Fran
has faith her husband is coming back. Her baby is due any day and she says
its just waiting for its Daddy to get home, etc. Lilly Mitchell still
hasnít had her baby its way over due. Betty Britt Moore has a boy named
Jr. The O.B. Carterís have a young daughter.
Mother is suppose to go
to sister (she has been sick), but Mother has taken my cold and Iím afraid
she canít get off this week. Write Sister sometimes sheíll appreciate it.
Canít think of any
more. Iím praying for your safe return.