Dearest
Kitten:
This is only
a hold over until I can get more time to write to you. I am doing my best to
write every other day but there are times that it is impossible to do so. A
couple of my men have taken pictures of me and if I can pull a little rank on
them I will send you a print of them.
You would get
a kick out of seeing me iron my suntans. You see I wear suntans all the time
now and I am lucky if they last the day out. Laundry facilities are such that I
have one of the men do them for me and then I was ironing them myself. I have
gotten so that I can do a good job on them. The only trouble is that we can not
get starch. They do not look to bad never the less.
Last night at
the theatre they were showing “High Sierra” and I wanted to see it. It never
fails to happen, it stated to rain and the power went off. Oh well, I may get
to see it some day. The lights were off all over camp so I went to bed early
for a change.
I can picture
the youngsters during their party. They certainly must have enjoyed themselves.
Too bad that I could not be there. I would have loved to be there to watch
them. It must have been funny to see them opening their presents.
If Roland
wants to have some of the letter published that I sent to him I do not care. My
memory is bad and I do not recall exactly what I did write. He must have gotten
a boot out of it anyhow.
Well
Sweetheart give my regards to all the folks and kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving
Devoted & Faithful Husband,
Bob
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