[Written to Alice in Acton, Indiana. Return addressed: Richard, Ward 11, U.S.N.H., St. Albans, L.I., N.Y. Postmarked at Jamaica, N.Y., on 11 Feb 1946 at 6:30 P.M.]
Feb. 11, 1946
It sure was nice to hear your voice last night. It wasn’t for very long, but that was better than a couple letters. I think I’ll make that a weekly occassion. Let me know when will be the best time.
I’ve accomplished 3 things already this morning. I got up and had breakfast, took 2 shirts and a pair of pants to the laundry, and bought 4 white undershirts. You know, if they won’t let me in the mess hall wearing that little jacket, I might have to have another shirt. The laundry takes 5 days. I’ll find out about the jacket and let you know the outcome.
Guess what —— I got a letter this morning from my Sweetheart. It was written Friday night and she still loves me. She better — because I love her.
Don’t worry about Dr. Anderson, Sweetheart. I would rather Dr. Hoen did the operation but I think Anderson can fix me up O.K. I’m not worrying so don’t you worry. Let’s not say anything definite about your coming up the first of March until we see what and when about the operation.
I washed my hair last night. What a mess now! It’s all over the place. I think I’ll get it all cut off. Then I won’t have to mess with it. What do you think? Should I get a “Butch?” I’m going to have to get a hair-cut soon. It’s tickling my ears.
Jeri and I played some ping-pong yesterday afternoon. I played 2 games with my left hand and the rest with my right hand. He could beat me when I played left-handed but it wasn’t too easy. He couldn’t just walk away with the game.
We all slept late yesterday morning and missed breakfast. Then we played some cards and went to dinner. After dinner — more card. When the telephone girl came in the ward, we quit and placed the call. Then we happened to notice what time it was. I had my choice of either talking to you or eating supper. So, none of us went to chow. Then we messed around until show time and saw “Tars and Spars.” NO GOOD as far as a show is concerned. There was a good comedian in it and the music was pretty good but that was all. There is a good show on to-night — “Spellbound.” We’ll probably go. I want to see it; from what I have heard, it’s pretty good.
You had better write Bolks and tell them about your mother and let them know I got their card. Did you hear from the bank yet? I’ll send this copy of the letter back and you can keep it till you get an answer.
I love you with all my heart