Thursday, January 10, 2013

May 16, 1944 (Tuesday)

Hello Mom,

     Yesterday was the big day -- the 1st mail arrived and I receive 20 letters.  If you could have seen how happy we all were you'd send 10 letters a day.  I'll try and answer the urgent questions here and write another letter in ordinary mail.  My watch came last Saturday and it's a beauty.  Thanks a million: just take the cash out of my account.  I'm saving already to make up for it.  The last 2 letters were yours and Dad's written April 30th.  I spent all afternoon reading letters -- the best afternoon since I arrived, ha!
      Say Mom, who's store burned in Umsburg(?)?  I couldn't make it out.  I suppose you had a grand visit with Uncle Carl and Quentin.  Quentin will have to look me up as we are not allowed to travel any great distances over here except while on leave.  I sure would like to see him.  Glad Marion is pulling thru' all right.  They sure have their troubles.
      I'd sure like to see my mother in her new togo.  It's so hard for women over here to get nice clothes any more so consider yourselves darn lucky.  Later on I'll send home for a suit and civilian shirts but not till I get out of here.  Or maybe I'll buy a sports jacket over here instead.  What do you suggest?
       The laundry service over here isn't too bad -- 7 to 10 days.  But the dry cleaning situation is a bit awkward.  I'll be glad when I get my new uniform as I am having a tough time making one dress uniform do me.  I haven't received your cable yet Mom -- it must still be at my 1st station.
       John Carr came in last week but I didn't see him until this AM.  He's galavantin' (sic) all the time.  He'll be on OP's a long time before me by the looks of things.  I seem to be potential reserve with emphasis on the potential.  I bought a cheap bill fold which will do until you send me one -- only cost me 8 shillings ($1.71).  Send me a pair of scissors like the ones we lost that Sat. afternoon in Lachine.  My toe nails are getting quite long, ha!  Also that food idea thru' Morgans sounds awfully wonderful.  And how I could polish off a chicken about now!!  Send more vita-tablets and lighter fluid too -- have still enough cigarettes for a couple of weeks.  Haven't got Gram M's box of candy yet but am sure looking forward to getting it.  Thank her a thousand times for me.
        Oh yes, congratulate Velma for me.  I'm really proud of her.  It must be the Sharpe in her eh Gram? Ha!  Tell Eileen that the letters written last Nov haven't caught up with me yet.  Also let me know how my mail to you is coming there.  I'm all mixed up in my numbering so will let this be letter no. 5.  I'm only numbering those that go to No 5 St Lawrence Street -- get it? Ha!

       Did you not get the post card That I sent from N.B.?  I can't recall meeting anyone in N.B. from Hodge Auto Parts -- try and find out what his name is.  I got a big bang out of Peter biting Helen E. Poo.(?) God she takes an awful beating.  Will be looking for the pictures of little Melvin.  Try and get one of Peter and him together.  Just wait until Mel is old enough to pick at Bob's nose and he'll have an awful time.  I suppose Bett's called Powerful Katrinka now ha!
      Has Win Gray come up to stay with Jemmy?  It's about time.  How come the women beat the 100 club?  Or was there just too much to drink? Ha!  Has Fern Workman bought the Hughs' house?  That'll be some walk for Fern every day.
     Am anxious to see Eileen's house with the new screen and blinds.  Gordon sure is a handy man isn't he?  I was thrilled to hear about Dick.  I must sent him a cable. Mother was it Ted or Bill Lamonte that's missing?  I knew Ted when I was in Winnipeg.  Poor Archie will sure go to pieces.  Got a letter from Laura -- will have to write her today if I can.  You can send boxes, food etc to same address as it won't change ever -- we are not allowed to give you any more particulars.  Had a big laugh over Bettie Wilson -- took a lot of years of peddling didn't it? Ha!  Got Jean's and your Easter cards -- nice of Joe Longo eh?  Must close now.  Will write again soon.

Oceans of love,

Son

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