T’ Sea
Dearest Sweetie;
Am at present time on starvation rations. Do you by chance recall what the ball-players look like during a day ball game? The chaw of tobacco in his cheek and all--wal this wee chappie strikes a remarkable resemblence. (The cheek I mean.) Damndable wisdom tooth, aching and all that rot.
The wit which sometimes follows, hath gone today, but one or two short fellows seem to pop up. You probably won’t believe this, but while shaving tother day a strange thing came to mind. The striker just ahead of me had cut his face rather badly and several of the deeper gashes were spouting blood. He walked out, head swathed in towl, and I moved to the basin and mirror. The usual laying out of equipment, the wash, cream, steam, and then I reached for the razor. The lad preceeding was still in mind and rather automatically with the reach came these words, “Scalpel please.” We of the peasant classes appreciate those little off the arm quips, does the landed gentry.
I sure wish we had a Chevrolet dealership in some village. Theyre always saleable and have a rather good name in Der Faterland. With your beauty and brains, is it possible to obtain one of the same. Speaking of obtaining, what do you think of war-time marriages? The reason this popped up is our system of discharges post-war. I don’t fully understand it,
but it works on the point plan. Points for time, medals, battle and all that trivia. Gee but I miss you more and more hon. Should a body meet a body, gosh I hope t’will be us.
Finally heard, “Rum and Coca Cola.” A Spanish tune, popular in America and the English have to teach it to me. Some say it’s banned, why?
P.S. envelope experimental
Always my
Love
Kenny Lee
Kenneth Lee Martin SM2/c
[cartoon attached, hand drawn]
This is from a popular English cartoon book
“Its these dark mornings!”
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