May 19, 1943
Lieut R.S.Yegerlehner USNR
F.P.O. San Fran.
Dear Mother –
Up and going but didn’t get too much sleep for one reason or another, but it’s no more than some nights I used to have when Marshal Dyer or Tom Murphy etc used to call or when someone decided to have a babe.
We have wild rumors of more mail but none has filtered into camp as yet. The day being young we still have hopes.
Geo. by some turn of
[page 2] fate got two of these large hunting knives that are carried on ones belt in a large leather case – So he gave me one. The blade is about 8 inches long and is sharpened on both edges. Really I don’t know why I carry it but he gave it to me and so I wear it. We can always use it to open cans of sardines if we have the sardines.
Geo & Vince went shell hunting yesterday P.M. and are planning on going again
[page 3] today or tomorrow and I’ll try to go along and see if I can add some to my collection. I have a few but the “pickin” here isn’t so good as at Noumea.
You said something about me sending my blues and extra clothes home. If I did that and we arrived home in cold weather I’d have to buy new ones. I wouldn’t be one bit surprised however that if those things would be sent anyway because in time the storage where they are may become a burden so if
[page 3] they should come rolling in you will know the reason.
We have a lot of pseudo-farmers here who have wild ideas concerning farm products. I just sit back and laugh – It sounds like the city farmer to me. Some feel that if they had one chicken that would mean one egg per day the year around.
Well, I’ve some work to do so will proceed –
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