Dearest Gee.
Lords Sakes, Honey, have I ever been getting the mail! It’s been coming in too fast to answer. I’ve got fourteen letters and three packages in the last three days. Your letters accounted for seven of that number. Four nice long air mails and three v-mails. The dates of the air mails were Sept. 22, 25, 26, and Oct. 5; the v-mails Oct. 10, 11, and 13th so you can judge which gets here the quickest. I really like the air mails better and would gladly wait the extra days unless something comes up that you want me to know about. And now for those exquilligent (?) packages. I got the cookies and they came through in fine shape, then I got the four rolls of film, and today I got the package of roasted peanuts. They are a treat right now. Honey, I sure thank you and I’m mighty proud of you. All I ever hear from others about you is compliments. I’ll never be able to live with you, now that I’ve said such a mouthful, but I just had to say it.
Kid, I’m sure glad you explained your condition to me and from your drawing (or should I say, in spite of your drawing) I know now what it is. I feel so damn helpless over here. I know you haven’t got any business being on your feet so much. I’m afraid all the treatments you’re taking is only temporary help, or what does the doctor say? I’d like to know about it. I don’t like to go against your folks but I won’t tolerate them fooling with your health. And for Lords sake use that money, that’s what I’m sending it for! I was going to send my folks my combat pay but I haven’t told them or won’t until they get it (and me too). Now I’m going to divide it between the two of you. If you want to use it for the doc okay! If there is any left, buy yourself a Christmas present. I want you to spend it because if I do get it, it will be like finding it so what the hell. I notice if your October letters you say you’re feeling better which makes me feel good. I wish I could buy you all something from France for Christmas but I sure hate to get robbed and that’s what it would be. Maybe later on I can. At the present time I couldn’t buy anything if I had all kinds of money. A junk collector would make some nice dough gathering up scrap iron from those “little pieces” of shrapnel you spoke about.
I finally got a letter from Chick dated the 17th of October. He didn’t have a whole lot to say but it was enough that he’s still okay. I got Bernadine’s letter too and one from Mae, two from Mom and one from Carrie. Florence wrote Carrie’s letter while she was sick in bed. Then last but not least I got a seven pager from Mildred C. I called it a pretty full three days reading. I’ve been so dang busy the last two days that I haven’t had a chance to write. Keep saying those little prayers.
You’re quite a little news gatherer. They really haven’t any business putting in all that gory crap. It doesn’t do anyone any good. If they would see any of that they wouldn’t be printing it I don’t believe. It’s been plenty rough enough already but I think it will be rougher before this is done.
Guess I’ve about dwindled myself out of talk now. I’ll go through your letters again and write tomorrow. Thanks again for the packages, thank Florence Carrie and Mildred (if I don’t) for the film. Sure love you and miss you.
So long.
Snook
Letters From Snook 