November 17, 1945

It looks like Dart’s mood and circumstance haven’t improved much. “I don’t like the Craig any more than I liked the Haggard. This ship is dirty inside. Her equipment is not in good order. She’s slightly more comfortable, but surely much less attractive than the other. I’ll reserve decision on what I think of the crew until I see more of them. They’re not friendly.

While he’s feeling a bit better, he’s still not up to standard. He wishes he could get out of this mess.

The ship had serious problems on her shakedown cruise so she’ll be in port another couple of weeks while repairs are made. That means Dot can rest easy. He’s not so very far away.

As of today, his sea pay starts up again and he’ll earn an extra 1/4 point per month. His discharge looks so far away that it’s almost mythical.

“My love for you is surely no mythology. It’s as real and strong as love can ever be. I miss you terribly, Dot.”

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