8 C.I.T.R.
Cdn Army O/S,
21 Feb 45
No8
Darling Isobel:
Just a few lines tonight before I go to bed to say goodnight & let you know I am still going strong. My cold is very much better but my ears, both of them now, are painful as the dickens & nearly drive me nuts. I have them both plugged with cotton wool and filled with some evil concoction the M.O. gave me. I’ve been putting some stuff similar to Friar’s Balsam in boiling water & breathing that in & it is really wonderful but I guess it got to my ears sooner than I expected. Anyway, it sure is hell to be half deaf with a continuous ringing & pain in my head. Believe me, I’m not happy.
How are the kids? My gosh, I miss you & them a lot. Will you send me some snaps first opportunity as I have only three old ones from my furlough in June 1943 when we had the picnic on the hill across from Florences. The kids have changed an awful lot since then.
I’d sure like to get my magazines too as current Canadian magazines are very difficult to get here. I’ll send you some more money payday that will help you out. I can buy Canadian currency here & put it in a registered letter for you & that will save the bother of going through the bank. By the way, did you get the money I sent yet? Haven’t had any mail now for quite a while from you – keep them coming, kid, the war is nearly over –
All my love,
Frank.
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