Wednesday, August 1, 1945

Dearest Gee. Well, honey, I got your two packages of towels and wash rags, complete with cigarettes and razor blades. Now I can wash again. I got one yesterday and one today but no mail. Sure thank you for everything. Did you say they came out of Mom’s cedar chest? She also has the hankyContinue reading “Wednesday, August 1, 1945”