Dear Mom:
Thank you for Unk’s address. I’ll drop him a line and let him know I am still alive and kicking.
So Ben is getting to be a “Big N*****” in the movie industry these days eh? Tell him not to try to undermine the old man, even though he does sleep on the job. He may not need the money, but he probably feels better than if he were idle. Tell Ben to let him sleep, he has probably earned a rest after long enough with the R.R. to retire.
Mom, do me a favor, please send me the nurse’s name and address, you know the one that I never did get to see, and I’ll drop her a line or two to see if she is still lonesome.
Yes, I still hear from Bettie regularly, Mom, I may marry that girl someday. She just about fills the bill for what I want in a wife. Sweet, beautiful, intelligent, liked by my family and me. Couldn’t come any closer if I searched this mixed up world over again and again. But, I just can’t quite imagine me being married. I’m still a child a heart and proud of it too. She sure fills the bill though and if and when I get home again I think I’ll be telling her so.
She was writing me about she and her room-mate taking care of someone’s little baby boy and how she liked kids. Mentioned cooking too. All this I’m filing away for the future. She’ll probably meet someone and be all married when I come back from overseas. I am unfortunate with the female of the species.
By the way, how did Father-one pop the question to you? Don’t think you ever told me. Remember the time I found some of your old love letters and was proceeding to read them when you arrived at the scene of the crime?
Better cut this
short Mom, got to get up and go to
Love,