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Friday, October 31, 2014

Monday 30 Oct, 1944

Dearest Kitten:
How lonesome I am for you. It seems like years since the last time that I kissed you. A great many things have happened since then and a lot of water passed under me, yeh damn near the whole width of the Pacific. Still I can visualize you just as plain as if I had seen you yesterday.
My dreams and hopes are centered around you and the babies. All I need now is the opportunity to carry them out. And yet I am still not certain just what I want when I return home. One thing that I am sure of is that I want to be with you always.
Letter #128 came tonight and I was glad to see that my package arrived OK and that you liked it. The third bracelet was meant for Mother. I wrote to you about it in a letter the same day that the package was mailed, telling you about the contents so that you would not throw anything away thinking that it was only the packaging.
I am getting another package assembled for you but it will be some time before I get what I want.
You sure get your visitors in bunches. It breaks the monotony of doing the same thing day after day.
Yesterday my mess sgt., Sgt. Troise and myself took a train to one of the beaches about forty miles away and went for a swim. What a crowd. We had about two hours on the beach and then started back. We left at 12:30 by train then had to transfer to a bus before we reached the beach at 2:30, then started back at five. We had dinner out there and supper in town. Was I tired when I reached camp last night as I had to stand going both ways.
We ate supper at a Chinese restaurant. While I was up getting some orangeade at the counter, Sgt. Troise talked the waitress into bringing me chopsticks to eat my chinese soup, noodle soup. He told her that I had spent ten years in China before the war. You should have seen all the people watching me try to manipulate the chopsticks. Sgt. Troise had hidden my spoon from me. Finally he took pity on me and gave me my spoon, so I did not starve. An enjoyable time was had by both of us.
We tried to wolf a few of the bathing beauties, question mark, but the wedding rings scared them too much. Sgt. Troise is married also. We had a good time figuring out the different approaches we would use on the different gals we saw. We got a lot of laughs out of it anyhow. We talked a good wolfing game anyhow.
Don’t get to be too much of a stick at home. When I return home you are apt to want to stay home all that time, and that will never do.
Yeah, I’d consider taking you out some time. How much dough are you worth? If it is enough I might even consider marrying you if you promise to support me in a manner to which I am unaccustomed.
So my youngsters are proud of their gifts. They should be as their daddy wants them to always be proud of him.
Does a fish swim? Does a bird fly? Do I love you? Boy, and how. Know what question I am answering.
Good night, Sweetheart. Regards to everyone and kiss the babies for me. I love you.
Your Loving Devoted & Faithful Husband,

Bob

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