My gal;
You know hon, the patter of tiny drunks becomes rather monotonous(?) after a time. Especially those with a southern lisp--tain’t no wonder the darkies desire a change in plutocrats. They have to listen, servitude I guess.--Sometimes when I reread these tender lines, I think of the minor medal you deserve for unencoding. Like before, must say agin, you my shining lite will tutor our proteges. Like kids, even fondled a small Chinese lad the other
day. Had big rounded, (in a almond way) black eyes and the perpetual, “Gimme iwse cweem.” Theyre nice, especially when on the cuddly side--course, like Candy (the ways of the male) would rather be elsewhere during the floor walking. Think about that, will be much like being roused for the midwatch again. Can stand it if you can--Why the women like the strong silent type--simple, cuz they always think he’s listening. Natcherly with you’n me hon, tis different--to think back kinda remember who wasn’t quite as quiet as could have been. Gosh I like you Sweetie, am serious for once--think your the finest female available during, before or after this world crisis. Like the way you still want me Sweetie, mucho happy.
As schedule runs, filled you past letters in my neat drawer--after a couple of days passed, kinda thot about that day of your embarkation. Like I thot, twas yesterday so you’ll be like any transferee--no mail for days’n days. Sorry about that slow wittedness, will be more speedier upstairs in the future.
Methinks this favorite of ‘Candy’s’ is good--about his return home to his everloving little family and it stems from the navy order for doff hate--”Uncover,” “Two”. to his wife he will say, “Disrobe”, “Two”. --The mind doth wander to the more pleasanter things most of the time.
Love an
Have fum Hon,
Kenny Lee
Kenneth Lee Martin SM”1/c”
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