Letter # 100
Dearest Betty
Well, the Laundrymen didn’t hit last night. I hardly expect them till the moon is full. Any way we are doing O.K.
Today we all received four more “shots” two in each arm and boy are they sore! Haven’t had mail for three days. Skies are so cloudy planes can’t come in. Hope we have some tonight but doubt it.
Turkey for supper last night, roast beef tonight, six cans of beer tomorrow and a movie every night. Tea For Two and on top of that it has rained day & night since Saturday, but I have my bunk set up so I can just turn over on my right side and see the movies. Had to make a long jeep ride last night up to Love Btry (who are separated from us) to repair a gun. Was late getting back but the show can’t start till 10:00.
I have been on my sack most of the day reading and just doing nothing at all but getting in usual amount of thinking, planning, and wishing about you & Shirl. Wish I sere with you today. It is so dreary I know you would have a wonderful light to shine on the entire outlook.
Yours forever,
Bill
Monday, November 23, 2009
Dearest Betty
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Babbling Brooke This is nickname. When my dad refers to Shirley or Shirl that is me.
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