9-25-44

New Guinea

 Dearest Mother, Dad, & Velma;

             Well, I have been laying on my fanny for over a week waiting for the weather to clear up so we can get out of here.  I have sent all my belongings on up and I am here with nothing but my airplane. (Just got back from Red Cross where I got some hot American coffee – sure good!)  We will probably leave tomorrow.  I hope!

             I just got a new helmet made of the very finest leather and I think it is really beautiful. I will have to have a picture taken so you can see it.

             By the way, Mom, on the next big move over here, I’ll probably be on.  You can guess where it will be.  We will be ready for it and hope we have a chance to show our stuff.  It looks like we won’t have too much opposition but you can bet we won’t be letting down.

             Most of the fellows that came over with me are grounded to go home.  It looks like I will be one of the last of all my close friends to go home.  But, even so, it looks like in three months I’ll be pretty close to getting home.  My promotion will hold me awhile unless they change their way of doing.  The rest I have had the past two months has really helped me a lot and, too, the promotion has helped me 100%.

             Has Chase called you yet?  He should have.  Also a representative of Republic, who makes P-47’s, left today and said he would call you – possibly from New York.  His name is George Haddad. – (pronounced – Hay-dad) so be sure and accept the call.  He is a mighty fine fellow and I certainly like him.  He is a Syrian.

             I am enclosing a letter from Vera Clayton that you will like to read, I am sure.  She has been very nice to write.  She surprised me!

             Did you say Bill Johnson was home on a 30 day leave?

             Write me and tell me the latest news and remember the APO is 704.

             ‘Bye for now and be good.  Dad be sure and write!

                                                                                                 Love,

                                                                                                 Son

 

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