Spitball Army

I have no idea what the censor will pass so you’ll just have to follow the 3rd Amphibious Corps or the 1st Marines Division in the newspaper. If the papers know what the outfit is doing, you can bet that I’m right there with them.

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I don’t know how much I can write so I won’t write much. Someday I should be able to tell you all about it. All I can say is that I participated in the landing on Okinawa.

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This will just be a short note to let you know that I’m O.K.

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Before I knew who you were when I first saw you, I think I fell in love with you. You were so gay and full of life – always laughing. You were the life of the party – from then on you were my life.

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I almost ate too much candy yesterday. I ate the biggest half of 2 pounds of hard candy. It was good, but it almost got me down. I was munching on it all afternoon and last night.

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This has turned out to be a pretty long letter, hasn’t it? Where did I find all those words? I’m sure I don’t know. I haven’t written the same thing over and over, have I?

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You don’t know how much it means to me to know beyond a doubt that you are waiting waiting for me, trusting me and loving me. I feel sorry for those who have no one waiting for them – those that have no one to love.

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The more I think and dream, the more I want you. It seems like I spend most of my time dreaming.

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I got my glasses O.K. You should see them. I doubt if you would like them any more than I do. They are GI glasses of course – made to take punishment not to look decent.

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One of my buddies has a novel way of keeping up his correspondence. He boasts at least 6 letters a week to his wife. That’s all very well and good, but I don’t like the way he does it.

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