Sun. Jan 30

Dearest Marge,

I’ll write you a few lines tonight to let you know I’m still here at [Camp] Stewart. I haven’t been writing as often this last week because we have been too busy. Not hard work but awful tiresome. Boy will I be glad when we get out of here. I never was so tired of anything in all my life.

We still don’t know where we are going for sure but I guess it will probably be north. Don’t worry because I’ll be OK. Boy Marge I really love to hear from you, even if it’s only a few lines. Then I know you still think of me. If all you talk about is me I guess you think about me. Boy Marge I’d be one happy fellow if I could be with you. Honey I’ll always be true to you. Even if you don’t hear from me please don’t worry cause I’ll be thinking about you and I’ll write just as often as I can. You’re the best pal I ever had and always will be.

Honey I’m pretty sure we won’t be here for next week end so you can tell the girls that’s T.S. Better luck next time. Tell Kate M. she better look around. It’s along time till next Leap Year. Naomi better hurry too or she will loose Charlie. That gal must be off the beam or something.

It was a beautiful day here today. I think I told you about the pictures I had taken. We are to get them Tuesday evening. And if they are any good I’ll send you some. I still want one of you. Remember?

Tell Donna I’ll surprise her and send her a letter. I never did get your Mothers letter answered. I will.

Well Honey I’m going to close tonight. Don’t forget to write because I really love to hear from you. I’ll be thinking of you. Honey be good and I’ll be seeing you. Soon, I hope.

Yours forever,

Ralph

I love you, Marge.

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