Mon.
Oct. 4, 1943
Dearest Folks,
Here I am
again, guess you must think I’m unable to write on something but I assure you
that I’m still quite capable, it’s just that I don’t have much time and when I’m not where I can get paper, ect. Just as busy as can be, and it looks like I’ll stay
that way for at least another month or so. After that, things should be more in
order and I’ll have more time to take care of my letter writing.
I’ll just
bet that you all had a swell time when Marge was with you, and I’m sure sorry
lad, that I didn’t get a chance to see her before I left. But that’s the way it
is, so I can’t complain too much.
Everything
is going along fine with me, I’ve lost some of that excess weight and feeling
fit as can be. The heat here caused me to loose the weight, but I’m far from
underweight, and getting more used to the climate everyday.
All the
boys seem to be in good shape and we can’t complain too much about a darn
thing. Of course we will all appreciate the luxuries of civilization, even if
it does take us a year or so to learn to live like humans again. If you could
only see the way we are living now.
The more I
see this country, the more I realize how beautiful it is. Especially
from the air. Not that I would like to stay here, but it is a garden
spot.
You say
that they are thinking about selling the house, gee, I sure hope that you can
manage someway to stay there, even buy it if the price isn’t too steep. I’d
even think about helping you if you really think it’s worth while. I sort of
like the old place, and I know that Helen thinks a lot of it, also. Think it
over and let me know what the story is.
Not much
else I can think of at the present, but I’ll try to write again soon and keep
you up to date with all the news. No use
trying to tell you about the cause you can get all that yourself, and I’ll save
all my stories till I get home, then I can tell you everything, now we must all
be careful what we say, just keep a stiff upper lip, and we will sure be coming
home before too long with a lot of Jap scalps under out belts. Don’t let the
newspapers fool you too much. Half those guys are running over at the mouth and
they haven’t any idea of what they are saying.
Give my
best to all the folks and lots of love to you both.
Your
native son,
Walt