Mar. 1st
Dear Cattie,
Just wrote to you day before
yesterday, but I wanted to try out my typewriter; and to also ask you for a
bottle of black SKRIP ink. I suppose that youre wondering where I got a
typewriter? Well, its German, and I picked it up when I was on a job not long
ago. It types pretty good, but some of the keys are different than ours. And
there isnt an apostrophe on it. Perhaps Ill bring it home.
The enclosed poem was taken from our
Stars and Stripes a few days ago. I rather thought that youd like it. Im also
enclosing a German bill for a souvenir.
Havent received any mail for a few
days, and its very difficult to think of something to write about. I havent done
anything for amusement for so long, that even a bridge game would be quite a
diversion. Theres a rumor going around that were having a USO show here
tonight, but its unconfirmed so far.
Read in our paper that the “old
Say Cattie, I just happened to think
that you wouldnt want to send a bottle of ink alone, so if you can “cork up” a
bottle of chocolate malted milk somehow, it would be more than appreciated. I
havent tasted milk in over a year. But our meals----well, thats different! Two
days ago, we had steak, fried potatoes, green beans, and slaw. Not bad, eh?
Course, they arent always this good. And manys the day that Ive eaten “C” and
“K” rations. And a few times, I didnt eat!!
Were fortunate in usually having
electricity. Which means that we keep up with the latest news, and also the
late songs. However, I have yet to hear this “Dont Fence Me In” that everyone
seems to be raving about. I guess they just havent gotten it overseas yet. And
have you heard Teddy Powells “Munsen St. Break-down” yet? Honestly Cattie, its
the “hottest thing on wax.” Ha Ha
Say, how would you and Joe like to
go up to
I just seem to keep “raving on”. Not
writing much of anything; but trying desperately to complete this page. But the
“little gray cells are exasperated Cattie; so I suppose that Ill have to sign
off now. Tell Joe and Aunt Irene “hello”; and that I hope theyre feeling well.
You too, of cours (that last “e”is on the typewriter, but I cant get it in the
envelope.)
Lotsa
love,
Urbey