Dear Folks;

            I am sitting on Johnny Rocke’s bed listening to his radio.  There is a good program coming on soon, and I want to hear it.  Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, and Dinah Shore are all going to be on [at] the same time, and it should be good.  Red Shelton is on now, and he is pretty good.

            I am munching on one of your candy bars – one of those you sent me in the big 5 lb. box.  Incidentally, for your information, I have received in all, 2 big boxes and three of those small boxes from Helen.  Ma mentioned about marking the boxes in her letter of the twenty-eighth of March, which I received today.  It is a good idea and I’ll look out for the number on the lock of the back of the lid.  I’ll let you know by return mail as soon as #3 arrives.

            Dinah Shore is singing “Blues in the Night” – remember that movie in the Fabian Ma? Boy that was sure awful. All they were doing was playing on the piano and riding on the box cars.

            I was reading in the paper over here that servicemen were supposed to be the first ones to get that tax refund. So you may be getting something on that one of these weeks. I want to thank Dad again for taking all the trouble to fill out the return and figure out mine for me.

            While I am on the topic of money, taxes etc., could you tell me just how many bonds, insurance, policies, and cash I have on hand? I just want to know as a matter of curiosity. I used to try and keep touch of that stuff while I was in college, but I have neglected it since I became a “G.I.” I just put another $25.00 in my Soldiers Deposit account over here, making it read $75.00. Bing Crosby is kidding poor Frank Sinatra something awful. They are having a lot of fun, fooling around, and it is a pretty good show. They are going to sing a duet now; it should be something. Poor Sinatra is sure getting a riding from Crosby.

            Well, I think I’ll close now. Kindly send me some candy, soap tooth powder, and dental gloss. Thanks for everything, Joe.

 

            Love,

            Joe

P.s. Who was buying the shoes? I found it in the candy box.