June 14, 1945
June 14, 1945
Dear Chubby,
Sunset in Nebraska isn't so bad. The skies are all colored up right pretty like and the sun is bright orange. Once in awhile you can hear the roar of an airplane engine and you sort of look all around you and decide that being alive is very nice.
I'm glad that I'm screwball enough to disregard all sorts of rules and take off for a couple of days to see you. Even if I had been skinned and boiled in oil it would have been worth it.
There was another big shipping list out this morning - must have been a couple of hundred guys on it - but me, I'm the forgotten man. Gee whiz, maybe they don't like me and just trying to confuse me. Oh well, a smart guy once told me to take whatever the bigwigs handout. Don't volunteer for anything - don't try and get on something you aren't scheduled for and don't try and get off something you are scheduled for. Maybe that's a good way to feel. Let old gal Fate take care of all of the details.
Two small bits of news today - one bad and one indifferent. One of the fellows walked into a prop this morning and was killed - pretty messy. There is talk of this being a permanent base after the war. They must be figuring on keeping a doggone big air force during peacetime.
Did you ever have fried rice with little pieces of bacon in it for breakfast? Don't! It ain't no damned good.
I sat in the sun for awhile this afternoon and got a good start on a crimson torso. It felt good. Like taking a shower without getting wet. Of course, I also took a shower.
Whilst browsing through the Post Library yesterday I managed to find one my most beloved murder mysteries - The Lucky Stiff - by Craig Rice. I stayed up until 0200 until I had completely finished it. Gee it was good. I liked it swell and there wasn't even any sex in it - so there. "Joe the Angel", thought he saw a ghost so he closed up his saloon and went to church.Malone and another guy tried to embalm a couple of guys that weren't dead and six people got shot. It sure was funny!
Say, how does it feel to know a guy that has an in with the head waiter at the Colony club and can get steaks there? If you ever wish to take your friends there just tell the manager you're friends of mine and i'm sure you'll go somewhere else.
Tomorrow's going to be a very rough day. I've got a week of laundry to wash. Gee I wish we were married.
Hey, do you know that on the 23rd of this month I'll have been a shave tail for six months - twelve more months and I'll be in line for 1st. That gives me something to look forward to.
Do you like board side walks? I've been giving serious thought to taking on paternal responsibilities. I miss the pitterpat of little footsteps so I figured maybe I might buy a dog. I'd sure like to have one but it might not be allowed. Oh well, I'll just have to be content with me on account of sometimes I'm a dog.
Managed to get one box of Black Crows today. I was going to send them to you but seventeen masked bandits with sub machine guns attacked me and stole them. Isn't that awful? Well, that's life - like they say - a rolling cloud in the hand is greener on the other side.
My flashing eyelids are beginning to droop and my young body screams for rest so there's naught to do but recline on my simmons innerspring and dream of the beauties of the past and the thrills of the future. Don't you think that that was nicely put? In my own way I am a bit of a poet.
Farewell my lovely, the shades of night may cloud you out of my sight, but never, nay never out of my heart. (just made that up)
Well so long, swivel hips - it's time I hit the sack.
What do you know for sure? Well, for one thing, you know that I love you
Your guy
Ray
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