December 10, 1947

I love this quick response to Dot’s “sour-puss” letter!  He assures her that even a letter like that cheers up a ‘sick sailor.’

I really enjoyed the pithy second paragraph. “Christmas play sounds interesting. Don’t want to see it. You’re not in it.” (Take that, mean old Mrs. Housemother!)

He goes on for a few sentences about winter in Chicago and Ohio, then remarks that Ohio has nice springs and falls, “Reminding me, I’ve fallen for you. See, I don’t have anything to write about except the weather, either.” I love how he expresses total solidarity with her, in every mood.

He closes to gaze out the window at the full moon and send her his love.

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