Dearest Wife,
It's 3:15 and no more patients--ain't
that too bad. A new man
reported in Monday, so a few of us got together and went into town for a couple
of drinks last night.
This morning this place was like a
morgue so I went to the barber shop and had my "ears set out." It poured from 10:30 to 11:30 and then
cleared off, so we were able to play some volley ball at noon as usual.
Got a letter from Ethel L. and
Debby. Nothing
important from Debby, just that they had a way home but would ride back with me
Sunday. Ethel is upset
because "Doc" was reclassified 1A, but such is life.
Only received one letter from you this
week. You must be
slipping or maybe you're pretty busy, but I'll forgive you. Am going to phone you tonight, so adios
my Sweet, with kisses to Linda and Norma.
The best diddle
you ever had,
Gil
Debby
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