Dearest
Kitten:
Forgive me
for neglecting you for the past few days. It seems that just when I get all set
to write to you something comes up and I have to postpone writing.
It has been
almost a week since I last heard from you. Maybe today the mail clerk will be
good to me and give me a letter or two. I sure would appreciate some news.
Saturday
afternoon was a holiday for us as our football team played the first game of
American football to be put on in this area. We lost 12 to 6. What a game.
There were a lot of Aussies around and one of the sports writers who witnessed
the game put it this way. A group of men who were trying to put their foot into
somebody else’s face. My throat was sore from yelling so much. I let loose of
myself, jumping up and down, all excited, exactly like a high school student. It
sure was fun though. Can you imagine how will act when Bobby is playing &
Barby is a cheer leader.
There never
was a prouder father or husband than I am. Just hope and pray for our sakes
that...
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disjointed. Not sure if he got interrupted, or if the real page 2 got lost.]
Enclosed is
the complete Beachcomber. It is the first time we have been permitted to send
the complete paper home.
Gosh but my
heart & body yearns for you Sweetheart. I am just existing until the day
that I return to you, then I can start living again.
Regards to all
& kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving,
Devoted, & Faithful Husband,
Bob
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