Spitball Army

[V-mail addressed to Mrs. Richard N., Berwyn, Illinois. Return addressed to Richard N., c/o Fleet Post Off. Envelope postmarked 3 August 1944 at 6:30 p.m.]

July 29, 1944

[Apparently continued from another V-mail, this letter picks up at:]

to say than to tell you that I love you. In fact, when I haven’t one of your letters to answer, that’s about all I do have to say. About the only thing new here is the fact that they have installed a new movie program. Now we have a movie in the afternoon and one in the evening on Saturday & Sunday, and a double feature program and shorts every other evening in the place of one picture every other evening. Yesterday I had another nice talk with Mrs. Watson. She knows a great deal about old silver and has a Latin hen house, so I told her about my Mexican ring. You know, hon, I feel just like I am on ice being preserved out here. There isn’t a thing in the world out here for me to do except read and I sure am tired of doing only that already. Even the pictures we see out here are lousy with a few exceptions. Today was a good one, “A Guy Named Joe.” In closing, I want to tell you again and again I love you and hope that this letter will prompt you to write more often, if you haven’t any reason not to.

All my love
Butch – Dick