Dearest
Kitten:
This is just
another short epistle to let you know that I am still very much in love with
you. I always will love you no matter how far away from you I go. Time will not
affect my feelings for you either. For more reasons than I have time to
enumerate, you are the only gal in the world for me. What more can I say to
make it clearer to you of my great love.
Enclosed is a
picture of one of my men & myself which was taken about six weeks ago. The
man’s name is Buonadonna. He is Italian and is from New York City. He has a
little Bambino at home and gets a big kick out of showing me the latest
pictures of her. He plays the violin for the Battalion band and is very fond of
good music. He has a very cheerful personality and is always laughing.
Sunday I went
to see the football game which we lost 18 to 13.It was a good game and I
enjoyed it very much despite the heat.
Since Sunday
it has rained quite a bit and we are thankful for the relief from the heat. Due
to the fact that it is raining right this minute, I am able to sit quietly for
a short while and write to you. Did I say quietly?
Later:
In letter 145
I am glad to see that you realize that it is not entirely my fault that your
letters do not arrive with the same regularity that they are written.
You wondered
if I would return bossy. You never know. I doubt it, but where men are
concerned, I have learnt a lot in handling children, because children is all
that they are.
Why doesn’t
somebody shut Leo up once in awhile. The onlyest thing that he can talk about
it buses. I hope that when I return he never gets on my nerves about them. I am
rapidly acquiring a habit of shutting people up.
You got
something when you wrote, “Darn this war.” But in the paragraph before that
sentence, about turning on the radio and off with the lights, you really got
something there.
Was glad to
hear about Norman getting a furlough & Arthur being O.K. Arthur does not
know what he is missing. When Arthur and I return we are going to raise a
football team between us. So tell Lorraine so that she will be prepared.
Freddy is a
man after all. Give him my best wishes for an easy pregnancy. Tell him if he is
very careful his wife will not divorce him before it is over.
I love to
hear about the youngsters getting into trouble. At least they are full of life
anyway.
Leo Mainvelle?
Please write plainer. There is no one I know by that name. Maybe he is one of
your secret admirers. From the way your wrote his last name, I could not be
sure how it was spelled.
The picture
that I told you about did not come out. It was all blurred. I asked my C.O. if
I could have a picture taken with his camera and he is willing. Now all I have
to do is wait for the sun to shine.
No remarks
about where Bobby gets his brains.
See how well
I obey you?
Where that
bond came from I do not know, as I have not made out an allotment for another
as yet. In fact I had been wondering about sending some money to the bank each
month instead. I want to open a joint account for us and have the Army make a
monthly deposit. Let me know what you think of the idea.
Boy are the
mosquitoes terrible around this place. I ran into a very generous one though.
The night was dark and sultry. I was completely done in from battling the
mosquitoes and from loss of blood. I was completely limp, too weak to call to
the medics when along came Percy, the skitter with a delicate ego. Seeing my
plight and knowing that I was only good for another hour or so if something was
not done immediately. He buzzes off to the Red Cross blood bank and returned
with the necessary blood in his body to take care of me. When he got through
with the transfusion, I felt like a new man.
In
appreciation I have kept him for a pet. I have him chained to the orderly room.
Better than a watch dog, he is.
Give my regards
to everyone and kiss the babies for me Sweetheart. I love you with all my
heart.
Your Loving
Devoted & Faithful Husband,
Bob
P.S. Wish
they wouldn’t give me so many furloughs.
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