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Thursday, December 11, 2014

Monday 11 Dec, 1944

Dearest Kitten:
Your husband has been sweating it out in more than one way. Just imagine a temperature of 99 degrees while you are shivering in bed some night. When I die the good Lord will not have to send me to hell in order for me to suffer the torments of hell. All that He will have to do is to send me to Australia in the summer.
Before I forget it, please do not send me any more candy, cookies, or anything that is not wrapped in a hard individual container or a can. So far I have received a box from Estelle, Leo & Janette, both of my Mothers’ and my son. I really appreciate all your thoughtfulness but I had to open them up and throw all the cookies, soft candies that were not boxed and the peanuts away. The candy that is boxed are usually in good condition but taste funny due to being reheated while crossing the equator. Canned goods go good but do not put yourself out just to be able to send me some. If canned goods are still rationed forget about it and send me only the things that I may ask for until further notice. Due to the length of time it takes for packages to reach here, anything not protected by a can usually gets stale. Candy wrapped only in a bag container usually melt together into a slightly sticky mess. So you see what a waste some of the goodies turn out to be.
This is one time that a package goes a long way. Everybody is trying to give everybody else a piece of candy .Due to the climate we dare not let anything sweet laying around or we will be infested with ants.
For a change I received some mail. Letters #147-8, 150-51-52 finally reached me and I was happy to hear from you.
Getting around some lately, aren’t you? I am glad to see that you are able to get out once in awhile to enjoy yourself.
You wanted to know if the soldier was right about the shiela’s here being pretty. Afraid that I will have to agree with him. On an average the gals over here are prettier in the face than back home. They do not have the manners or ladylike qualities that the girls back home have though. Strictly my own impression.
Enclosed are two pictures that did not come out. The thin man with me is my supply sergeant, Nicholson. The other man in the second picture is a cook who wanted the pictures and owned the camera. In the trip overseas, something happened to his camera. Two roll of film were spoiled in the same manner. The center of all pictures were clear and the top and bottom were blurred.
This will be all for now except that I love & miss you terribly. Take care of my heart as you are the holder of the precious organ. I love you.
Regards to all the folks & kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving Devoted & Faithful Husband,
Bob
P.S. I will see what I can do about a Koala bear.

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