Jan. 28th 1943
Today!
Gee you're pretty!
Hey honey, I'm in the soup again. Last night I was trying to sleep and the other slugs wouldn't turn off the lights, so I put the blanket over my head. I dozed off for a bit and then something awakened me. I could see out of the corner of the blanket that the lights were still on, and someone was talking. I yelled out, " If you dirty (censored censored, etc,) don't turn off the (censored) lights and shut up I'll (censored). No one said anything so I knew something was up. I peeped out to see, and standing beside the bed was a gigantic Captain making a surprise inspection. I muttered , "Goodness Gracious" and leaped out of bed. In doing so I knocked my head on Kelly's bed, lost my balance, tripped on my shoe lace and went flying across the room. Darned near knocked the captain over. This struck Goldstein as being funny so he started to laugh. Then Kelly and Murph. I crawled out from under the radiator cursing the world. The captain was a beautiful purple and roared, " Attention God Damn it" (very captain like). He informed us that this was not a circus, and that he would prove it. He did. Mark down mopping as one of my accomplishments.
Tomorrow
Good Morning Sweet Stuff
I heard the Bolers too last Sunday. I hope they play it at my funeral if I don't get up then I'm dead. Sunday night Kelly and I hitch hiked to the theater. We saw "Palm Beach Story". It was terriffic. I learned several new angles. You just wait!
How are you feelin now toots? How are your appendix? Doggone it you take care of yourself. I'll probably be a corporal in six weeks so that's an order. Ain't it?
Go see all the operas and operettas you can. I'll bet they're swell. I'm jealous of you. How do I mean that? Both ways!
You're darned tootin I'm proud of you. You can handle a tough job and handle it well. I think you ought to do something aboput that tardiness. 30 bucks a month ain't hay. It's yours and you ought to get it. I'll make a deal with you. You get that raise, I'll get you that phonograph for Christmas. Just think, if you could save 30$ a month till the war wsa over, you could buy yourself a snappy red coupe. Wouldn't that be something? Then I could borrow it and take you driving on the Sabbath (offer doesn't go if I met up with the wrong ...)
Sit down honey, There, are you comfortable? Well, here goes.
1. we are the only shift it could be done on
2. the railroad changed its schedule of the Hiawatha to suit me.
3. We don't need any passes.
4. The timing is perfect.
5. We have sundays off.
If pop comes through I'll be in Sunday, the seventh, for a whole day, how about a date, mate? I'll bring you a package of Double mint gum, take you to a two bit show, buy you a chocolate soda, show you my diploma - and You can practice up on being a Mata Hari. Use your feminine charms on me and and try to get secret information from me. You know, just like they do in books. Oh boy, some fun. It's a funny thing, the whole darned U.S. army can't keep me away from you. Yopu are powerful stuff. If evrything goes ok and I get in and if I get the date, wouldn't that be seventh heaven? I mean for me.
How's your mother? Is she gunning for me? Tell her that she is myfavorite gal's mother. This can be taken two ways. take em both. Also tell her that when I'm with her favorite daughter, I can't think about blooming radio. And anyway, I'm dopey, so there.
POEM!
You're a terrific bunch of stuff I think,
I look at you and have to blink
You intoxicate me like a drink
so won't you be my Valentine Darlink?
Ain't it?
Ok. ok. I'm going. Thanks alot for not using "Tomah esta." I couldn't have stood it.
Toodle OOdle Snoodles
Ray
OOps, I forgot
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