Monday, 12 November
1945, 8:00 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Hello again,
this is me with nothing new or different to write about. Nothing at all.
This morning
we were told to be ready to more to other quarters at 1:00 PM. Then the orders were changed, so here we
stay. There is all sorts of scuttlebutt
flying around. I should leave this
island by December 1, but I'm not planning on anything till I get something
more definite to go on. All I'm praying
for is to be home by Xmas. I should make
it if I get out on the first, but it would be a tight squeeze.
After dinner
tonight I went to see the movie, but because of a power failure the show was
called off. Now this'll be an extra long
evening with nothing to do.
I'll sign off
now. Goodnight Sweet, I'll see you in my
dreams.
Love,
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