Thursday

March 8, 1945

Dear Joe,

These half hour lunches are really bad. They leave my correspondence in an awful rut. Which of course, is my reason for not writing sooner. I’ve started to knit your scarf and Mildred Smith has offered to help me with the socks so I gave her a copy of the knitting instructions and she started on a pair of socks. As soon as I finish the scarf, I’ll start a pair of socks. As for reading material, I’m having trouble. I don’t know exactly what you want. I’m going to get you a copy of Bob Hope’s “I never left home.” Have you read it?

Monday a.m.

March 12^th, 1945

Well, I guess you know me by now, so I won’t go into a lengthy explanation of how this happened. What I want most to talk about right now is the picture, “Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo.” I saw it last night. In fact, I went all the way up to the Rockland at 4900 N. Broad to see it. I had missed it all over down near home; I wanted to see it badly, so I went. If only I were a boy!! I’d join the Air Corps on “bust.” I certainly wouldn’t have regretted going even a further distance to see a wonderful picture like that. (This is the letter I forgot to mail)

As you can see, I thoroughly enjoyed the picture. I have always loved Air Corps pictures. I have always loved the Air Corps especially since you have been in it and enlightened me so much on the subject. I sure do wish I could discuss that picture with you. There were as many wonderful parts to talk about. You did see it didn’t you? How about when that simple guy wants to take pictures so they fly under the bridge instead of over it. And how about poor Robert Walker who always hung on for dear life. Wasn’t it wonderful how they concealed his leg so well? I didn’t like the girl in it very much. She was too much the “dewey-eyed,” gooey type. And wasn’t it touching how well they go along with the “Hornet Crew.” Oh honestly, that was one of the most enthralling pictures I have ever seen. And when you realize how true it is, it just thrills you in a sad part of way to think of what you are all really going through and show you stand up to the feet so well.

This is an awful “homey” letter but I promise to write you a good, long one real soon. How about writing me an honest and goodness letter and telling me just how things are over there as much as you can.

Love, Sis