Hi Hon;
That mellow feeling again--the enlisted mans alnav finally arrived. Things have that rosy gloss at least for a few days. Suprise stinky--made the one slant c behind the SM. It cost us a fin for two boxes of secgars to spread the joyful word. An old navy custom, those cigars. For every friend or man that helped you get the rate, one. Really should have bought ice-cream cones for m’kiddies, but didn’t have any at the gyp joint. The lads are much to young for smoking ‘el ropos’ or even attending those festivities of naval engagements.
Brings to light another subject--those seagoin’ legs are about to creak again. The rumor says, we’uns ain’t too long to stay. Don’t much care, cuz if we got to amphibs agin, will be in L.B.s gang. (Was going over Sunday to see him, but broke finger halted tour) He no longer has that out-fit, back where we once were together--up for ‘ensine’ too.
Now for the vacation.--Figure you should take what we have in the bank so that you have enough. Don’t want my gal stranded down in that desert wifout the necessary funds. Course you could always take Marj’s favorite item of, ‘which side of the street etc”--not evil minded, just keeping your best in mind, yaas. Now, the instructions, Gad but thats a terrible
town that Hap lives in. Muscles and me were hitchhiking through it at about 2 oclock one morn. Weuns were stranded for quite some time.
Back to the original, if at any time you are in Frisco, go to the Stork Club at Turk and Hyde. Check the nice furnishing, then think how much of it we own. If after dusk you arrive, watch for a clean shaven young chief SM named McCrorey. Be careful Hon--rather a wolfish district. Don’t sound like the doddering protective type, much. Warm for the form, have fun hon and take a foo pictures.
Love
Kenny Lee
Kenneth Lee Martin SM1/c
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