May 11, 1953
At Sea
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| Front of cover the Western, "Indian Beef" |
Hi Sweet Thing,
You had better appreciate this letter because I'm depriving myself of sleep to write it. HA I was kidding. I know you do the same thing for me and for you, I would lose a lot of sleep.
Tomorrow is refueling day but I have the watch and have to get up at 4 bells.
My section has the watch from 4:30 AM to 2:45 PM. I know I'm gonna have trouble getting some of the guys up. They all make a special effort to be sleepyheads on refueling day.
But I shouldn't complain. The guy who wakes me will probably have a "helluva" time, too. HA
I just finished a western novel entitled "Indian Beef." Pretty good, I thought.
I also read one of those sex novels, "Bodies in Bed." I've had quite a bit of time for reading lately. We've been in bad weather for four days now. About all we do is fly a weather hop two or three times a day.
In two more days we go back into port. I wish we didn't have to come back anymore, but nine days isn't much. I can stand on my head that long.
"Excuse me," I just got into a friendly argument with my bunkmate. I'm always giving him a bad time. I tell him I'm a better lover than he is and it shakes him all up. HA
Now he is in bed reading the Bible.
Honey, I better sign off and hit the feathers.
Over and out.
Answer soon.
I love you, angel,
Jim
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