Dearest Mother,
Received your grand letters and the news also the 1^st. Gosh thanks. Tomorrow I get paid $41—I hope. Your dollar will get me another book and thanks so much.
Mrs. Covonoyer baked a loaf of bread for me and I had it and strawberry jam I brought from home. I gave the fellows each a piece—boy, it was good. That lady can cook.
I am going to school planning what to say and how to say it. It is firm and interpreting. Lt. Commander Hayworth called me into his office yesterday and wanted to know who I was. He evidently has been looking over my record. He just asked about my experience and verified my statements. Also, looked me over. I guess he wanted to see what I looked like. He said I would hear later from Lt. Schooler and I don’t know what it is all about yet. They probably found out of my education in my Service Jacket.
Well—The Navigation course will be over in about another week. I don’t know enough about it yet to pass so I have lots to learn.
The cops scene did not do so good in Smithfield. I wonder if Joe picked up the pocketbook.
I must get to bed.
Love Aldie.
P.S. I got your Jay Ce o-gram Mitty. Boy, that was a thrill to get that. Thanks so much for getting all those signatures; it was great and a thrill to hear even a word.