8/18/44
Hello Toughy:
Here’s a 12th AF insignia for your souvenirs. I am very damn lonesome but it doesn’t make a hell of a lot of difference.
What do you think of us kids in the Mediterranean now? Those Joes in England are the most publicity conscious people I have ever heard of.
I just hope that they don’t decide to send us to the Pacific when this is over unless they send me home first.
Hey! Will you get me a pin-on type bar with DFC and Air Medal with 2 clusters (bronze) on it! This one is wearing out. That’s about all I have to show for my combat experiences and I’m not a damned bit afraid to show it.
I love you, and how. Brat.
8/18/44 5 P.M.
Hello Beautiful:
What a life. I have never been in such a disorganized section in my life. The planning section (me) handles supply; supply is away but normally handles call signs; call signs takes care of frequencies, the latter soft soaps the boss, and the boss makes plans. I’ve about decided to requisition a crystal ball. One nice thing—it’s bound to change sometime. A civilian or normal army job would sure be a relief to this half English, half American set-up. Both are good systems, but combine with difficulty.
Look, Lug, prepare yourself for caveman treatment. I know you don’t like your hair up, but I do. I get passionate thinking about it. You have about the prettiest neck I’ve ever seen, and I like to look at it, at least on state occasions. So how’s about getting it fixed as in the enclosure (if it is long enough—if not, keep on growing & it will be). If you prefer, you can forget the flower. Have the hair back farther off your face. And when that is done I want a front, side, and ¼ rear view of same (3×5) with bare shoulders and damn little background around the sides. You can wear ear-rings if you want to. So there, honey, I’m a wolf, and you can consider the rest of you as damn well undressed every time I look at your picture. Darn you, Snooks, I’m so damned fond of you—just like you were a little doll—and I can’t seem to find any way of getting close to you. I honestly can’t believe we’ve been married, and I’m looking forward to joining you with the same excited anticipation I had in 1940. The only difference is that although I did well then, I have a much more capable, and far more beautiful fiancé to “marry” than I had then. I don’t know how you could be prettier, but you are.
I had four French officers in today, and lady you sure made ‘em whistle. I’m glad they’ll never meet you!
Snooky, do you really like the stuff I’ve sent home, or are you just being nice. I try to visualize exactly how each piece will look when you wear it.
Well, darling, just keep on wishing, and maybe we’ll get a break after all and I’ll get home before the damn war is over.
Holy H. Smoke! The boss just called and I’m now in charge of supply, call signs, frequencies and God knows what else! That at least will keep it under one bonnet. Maybe I’ll even get some work to do.
All my love & that ain’t all. Cy
