- June 4, 1943 envelope
- June 4, 1943, p. 1
- June 4, 1943, p. 2
- June 4, 1943, p. 3
- June 4, 1943, p. 4
Letter transcription:
June 4
Lieut R.S. Yegerlehner USNR
Navy 60 F.P.O. San Fran.
Dear Mother,
Yesterday P.M. a box came from Mom. It had chewing gum, a can of peanuts and some lifesavers. It was in a tin box with no wrapper and just my name and Noumea address but no stamps or indication of postmarks. It looked as if someone might have brought it but it came in the mail. The content was in A-1 condition.
The mail in general is not very good and I’m not sure it it’s
[page 2] v-mail, air mail or why anyway write a few of each.
I just stopped long enough to write a letter to Dr. Porterfield. It had been some time since his last letter came and I just got the urge all at once.
Was invited out for noon day chow yesterday – Had roast beef and then at home we had roast beef again so I was pretty lucky all around. You will note I’m back on the eating again. Which next to the weather is a good topic to write about.
Yesterday while reclining on the bunk I saw a huge lizard about 8 in long on one of the rafters.
[page 3] I pointed it out to my new tent mate and he was rather disturbed. He wanted to kill it right there and the only thing he could find was a spade but since the thing was so fat he was afraid it would “squish” all over on to his bunk. So after much deliberation I chased it higher with our fly spray and so far as I know he is still squirming around over head. I felt something cold hit me last night while sleeping in the raw but I’m not sure if it was a lizard or what. I just brushed my hand over
[page 4] the spot, rolled over and went back to sleep.
I see we have a small leak around my chewing gum patch so will have to get another patch fixed up.
Last night Commander Fredricks, Geo and I had onion and sardine sandwiches. Two or three sardines between a couple slices of onion. That was the night cap. It really is amusing the way we go after those things.
Well, hope your mail is getting there more regular as to mine I’ve almost given up –
Love Daddy
© 2014 copyright owned and transcribed by Deborah Sweeney.
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“the only thing he could find was a spade but since the thing was so fat he was afraid it would “squish” all over on to his bunk.” Just chase it away!
“It really is amusing the way we go after those things.” I agreed totally!