[Written to Alice in Frankfort, Indiana. Return addressed: Richard, Co. G, 2nd Bn., 1st Mar., c/o F.P.O., San Francisco, Calif. Postmarked at U.S. Navy on 15 Jun 1945. Envelope stamped on front, “Passed by Naval Censor,” and initialed by the Censor.]
June 14, 1945
Watch the bank account. I hope you’ll be using it pretty soon. As you probably know by now, I was standing in the wrong place at the wrong time. One of those little yellow _______s shot where he was looking. It’s nothing to worry about though. I got a clean wound through the shoulder. It only hit one bone – the shoulder blade. They have me in a cast from the waist up including my left arm. That’s what makes it hard to write – I can’t hold the paper still.
I am now in the Marianas at a hospital. I don’t expect to stay here long. I have high hopes and with a little luck, I should be seeing you before too many more weeks.
This is about it for now Sweetheart. I love you, don’t ever forget it. Don’t worry about me Sweetheart. I’m doing O.K. – I get up and walk all over the place whenever I get ready.
I love you with all my heart.
I love you