4 November 1943, Dear Harriet: Carry on – Keep ’em flying and all that sort of rot.

North Africa   4 November 1943 Dear Harriet: Seeing as how you have a cold I thought it would be a good idea to send you another handkerchief – as a matter of fact I was going to sent it anyway, even before I learned that you had the sniffles. The name, if you notice, … More 4 November 1943, Dear Harriet: Carry on – Keep ’em flying and all that sort of rot.

October 23rd 1943, Dear Harriet: “Keep the home fires burning.  Your number one soldier.”

S/Sgt. R. Wallis 353rd Bomb Squadron 301st Bomb Group Dear Harriet, I must certainly agree with you about the mailing situation. I have waited six days before a letter came through from you. I know that wouldn’t seem long from your point of view – Don’t know what you must have thought after waiting three … More October 23rd 1943, Dear Harriet: “Keep the home fires burning.  Your number one soldier.”

October 30th 1943, Dear Harriet: “Your snap shots arrived yesterday. They only took two months, one day, fourteen hours and ten minutes to get here. Believe me, that’s a heck of a long time to wait, and I mean really.”

S/Sgt. R. Wallis 353rd Bomb Squadron 301st Bomb Group Dear Harriet, I just came back from noonday chow. How was it? Well between you and me and the fence post I don’t think the censor would permit me to write my opinion. Before I forget it, and how could I, your snap shots arrived yesterday. … More October 30th 1943, Dear Harriet: “Your snap shots arrived yesterday. They only took two months, one day, fourteen hours and ten minutes to get here. Believe me, that’s a heck of a long time to wait, and I mean really.”

October 22nd 1943, Dear Roy: “I think it’s swell that you’ve been able to get in a little swimming in a regular pool (even if you did have to share it with the whole British Army.)”

Harriet Venzlaff 4044 Shreve Ave. St. Louis, MO Dear Roy, It’s Friday afternoon, 2:00 pm to be exact and of all things, here I find myself writing to you. Oh yes, I know that I should be hard at work at the good old F of D pounding away for all I’m worth on my … More October 22nd 1943, Dear Roy: “I think it’s swell that you’ve been able to get in a little swimming in a regular pool (even if you did have to share it with the whole British Army.)”

October 15th 1943, Dear Roy: “So you’re trying to picture me in one of those playsuit affairs, are you? Well, confidentially Roy, I’ve got knock knees. Isn’t that disillusioning?”

Harriet Venzlaff 4044 Shreve Ave. St. Louis, MO Dear Roy: You know, something very peculiar has suddenly happened to the mailing situation. I hadn’t heard from you for almost three weeks – that’s the longest stretch of time that has ever elapsed, I believe, but we’re friends again, because here I have before me two … More October 15th 1943, Dear Roy: “So you’re trying to picture me in one of those playsuit affairs, are you? Well, confidentially Roy, I’ve got knock knees. Isn’t that disillusioning?”

October 13th 1943, Dear Harriet: “One of the Lieutenants in my sector just walked in and handed me a Tom Collins. That’s the kind of fellows I work with. Damn swell people I say. I feel a bit better now.”

North Africa 13 October  1943 Dear Harriet; Although the hour is late and Morpheous bids me come to the sack, I’m still going to get off a few lines to a certain Miss Harriet tonight. The officers are having a whooping big party at the time of this writing and the place of their celebrations … More October 13th 1943, Dear Harriet: “One of the Lieutenants in my sector just walked in and handed me a Tom Collins. That’s the kind of fellows I work with. Damn swell people I say. I feel a bit better now.”