Spitball Army

[V-mail addressed to Ralph N., Richmond, California.  Return addressed to E.R.G., C.M. 3/C, 55th Battalion, Company D, Platoon 4, c/o FPO San Francisco, California. Envelope postmarked 25 April 1943 at 5:30 p.m.]

April 14, ‘43

Dear Ralph –

Got your book size letter yesterday and was sure glad to hear from you.  All the latest news was well appreciated and I’m sorry that I can’t do the same for you.  Censors, you know.  As you already know, I’m down here in Australia yet but don’t misunderstand, it’s not all palm trees & hula girls.  Lots of work and of course the responsibility is much greater now.  I’m doing work quite similar to that which we did at Holis [Hollis?], and if my luck holds out I may get a rating soon.  I’m glad I’ve shed all the trials and tribulations of civilian life, according to your letter.  I’m having a pretty nice time here in this country although it’s nothing like the states.  Haven’t run across Harry yet but wouldn’t be surprised to see him soon.  I don’t envy you all your labor troubles either, my friend.  Give my best regards to all those old girl friends of mine that you are apt to see now and then.  Those things are getting fewer and fewer.  Tonight I just put ot a fair sized washing so guess I’d better finish this and hit the hay.  Hope you can read it.  How is the Model A. parking?  Don’t think I could drive one anymore.  Well Ralph, see you around.

Write again
Bud.