Spitball Army

This is the day…Christmas Day 1944. My first Christmas out of Indiana and our first Christmas – you in Indiana and me thousands of miles away.

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I’m afraid I disagree with you on something you said in your last letter. Who cares whether your sentences are grammatically correct. Just so they are there.

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I received two very nice letters from my wife today. You should read them. On second thought, maybe you wouldn’t enjoy them as much as I did.

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I spent most of the morning washing clothes. (My week’s laundry) I’ve still 3 things to wash besides myself. I hope I get them done this afternoon.

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One of the dogs on the island had pups. So to get rid of them, they gave one pup to each company in the battalion.

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I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to extend my Christmas greetings in any way other than by a letter. Then they handed out these cards.

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Think nothing of it if there are any blotches on the letter. I’ve been lucky so far; but the way the sweat is dripping off my forehead, I don’t think my luck will last.

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Pardon me while I give long, loud horse laff. Those island females you mentioned, I am yet to see my first one. No natives live on this island.

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This last week has been a week of changes. I was in a rifle platoon as assistant automatic rifleman. Then, I was transferred to Hdqs. Plt. and given a flame thrower. The same day I was called up for an interview about getting into radio work.

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I love you Sweetheart. About all I do in my spare moments is dream about you and the little place we’ll have after I get back.

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