November 19, 1945

Manila, Luzon, P.I.

My Dearest Judy,

Today was one of my happiest days in weeks and that was because I received one of your sweet letters. In it you had two pictures of yourself and they are really sharp. This was the first letter I received from you in a month it was dated Nov. 5^th. The last letters I received from you were Sept. 28^th and Oct. 3^rd; you had me thinking all kind of things hon and I didn’t like it. Perhaps your letters were misspent or delayed somewhere as they usually are.

Please excuse me hon for not writing for a few days because I was really disgusted with the mail situation, I was writing letter after letter and I wasn’t receiving any at all. I know you will understand sweet and I will try my best not to let it happen again, I promise.

I never did receive the big picture of you from Loring’s and I am really angry because I waited and waited for it to come but still no picture. Hon, if I am not asking too much would you please send me another one? Send the next one “air-mail” then I will be sure to get it; I’ll even pay for it sweet just let me know the damage, O.K.? I’ll be waiting patiently hon so don’t disappoint me!!!

Sounds like you and my mother are getting along just fine together huh? I am glad you like my mother hon because she is really a swell person. I know that she and the rest of the family think the world of you because they are always about you in their letters. I can’t blame them though because you mean the world to me darling and I just can’t wait to see you again. Here’s hoping that it won’t be too long until that day comes.

Yes it is silly to keep us out here because we don’t do a darn thing. I didn’t work for so long that I don’t know what it is anymore. I would rather be at home loafing where I could be with you. All the fellows are getting very inpatient here on the ship all we do a whole day long is play checkers, run around in our boat or play the phonograph. During the afternoons you can find everybody knocking themselves out with cakes. It is an easy life but this fellow is getting tired of it, do you blame me? I think things will start popping after the holidays and fast. We all have high hopes on being home around February and that won’t be too long. The government didn’t have any trouble getting us out here but getting us back is another story.

I knew that Warren Fisher was going to be a father but it really was a surprise. I know that he is heating me but you know that you can’t marry the girl you have out here. I don’t care to marry any of these Filipinos myself, just can’t see it! It seems strange to see him a proud father when I think back when we ran around together, but such is life I guess.

Guess who I got a letter from a few days ago? None other than my old friend Miss Althouse! She was telling me her troubles but I didn’t care to listen to them because I have enough of my own. I don’t know what even made her write but she did.

My good buddy Don said that I should tell you he asked about you. I guess he and Jane are through the way it looks, they had some kind of a misunderstanding. Maybe he will get it straightened out when he gets home. The trip to White Plains still goes through, O.K.?

I am on watch from 12 to 4 and it is as quiet as a mouse around here but the mosquitos are very pesty. We are leaving here in the morning for Subic Bay, another big sixty mile trip! We will probably lay down there for some time because we are going in day-dock for repairs.

I guess I better close for tonight but I will write again tomorrow night from Subic. So goodnight my darling and pleasant dreams here shaping we will be together real soon. Night-now!

Loving you Always,

Genie