Spitball Army

The girls we meet over here are alright for company but they can’t compare with the good old American variety.

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Anyhow, we do our own laundering and it usually turns out much better than any Australian laundry service would, if one was available.

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Two months more and we will have a year in overseas. Time sure flies, don’t it?

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I see now why Harry don’t write you. Can’t say as I blame him as you’re quite a radical! Anti-this and anti-that.

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All of us were given a shot in each arm yesterday and my right one is still sore as a boil.

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Yes you noticed right, my rating finally came through and I’m now a carpenter’s mate third class.

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First I’d like to mention that if you don’t stop writing so small I’ll be forced to stretch over 7000 miles and kick you in the slats.

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Another fellow and I hiked up into the hills and jungles, took a few pictures, and then found some long vines hanging from the tops of the trees. Boy what fun we had.

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Your letter of July 30th arrived tonight and I was sorry to read about your Model A getting banged up.

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It seems that the mail service is much slower both ways now that we are up here in New Guinea.

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