Lieut. R.S. Yegerlehner USNR
USN Base Hosp. #4 Navy 133
F.P.O. San Francisco Calif.
Jan. 7, 1943
Writing in the P.M. this time and before mail time. So I hope I can add a foot note that some mail has arrived. There is a show tonite and sometimes if it’s late I don’t feel much like writing but I will tell you whether or not the show is rotten or good.
They are doing a little landscaping outside my window and the wind blows the fine dust into my room so everything seems pretty gritty in here, but what is a little dust under circumstances like these?
We have a Kelvinator in a room now just across from mine – For ice cubes and storage space for cold food & drink – mostly drink, but with nothing in particular to drink it may be a waste of refrigeration. However, we always live in hope of some liquid refreshments.
Later. In fact, very much later and there was no mail and the show was a very poor one. The title “The Sweater Girl” and for the life of me I couldn’t see why it was named that and I couldn’t tell whether it
[page 2] was supposed to be a mystery story or just a common story. Anyway I got the jitters before the show was over but had to stay until the end.
There was some mail but it was old mail and nothing for me. Only a few got letters and most of the letters were 2nd or 3rd class so I wasn’t too much disappointed.
I hope you can read my writing because after there is no mail I “sorta” fall down and leave the writing on a limb. It really takes the wind out of things and makes it hard to think. Really I think the next time I’ll write and forget when the next mail is supposed to come so that no influence will be had.
This whole letter is sorta disjointed but I mean well and hope things are OK.
Tomorrow starts our 18th month of foreign duty – I surely hope it means something –