Dearest Clara,

I will write this while I am waiting to go to noon chow, I didn’t get one of these written last night, as I had to go on guard but I got your other one written anyway dear. Today is Sunday, I won’t see if I can pick up a few pretty shells. This afternoon I have to shave and take a bath, so I will feel better. Does it seem to you like the weeks go fast? It does to me, but “gosh” the months go awful slow. When I get back I won’t care how slow they travel, will you honey? I had a little headache last night, but feel pretty fair now, although it left me awful nervous today. Does it affect you that way, I hope not anyway. I wrote a letter to Elsie, I never have heard from her. I am okay so be careful dear and I am always here for you, just like you wanted it to be. Write often.

With all my hugs and kisses to my dear wife Clara,

Your hubby, Johnny