8 CITR, C.A.O.,
10 Mar 45.
Darling Isobel:
Well darling, you cannot imagine what a pleasant surprise I got last night when I got back off the two day course I was on to come into the room and see your parcel. I have been thinking about it a lot these last few days but I guess I was just thinking of going to bed and nothing more at that moment. Anyway I started at the string first and cut it all off at the knits and saved it, then I carefully unwrapped the paper and saved that, opened the inside string and finally opened the parcel. And was it ever grand. Where in this world did you get that box of chocolates? Honest, dear, you should have kept them for yourself. I haven’t opened them and I don’t know when I will. Maybe I’ll keep them until Susie is born and then pass them around instead of cigars which are even scarcer here than chocolates, and yours are the first of those I have seen since I came over.
The underwear was most acceptable, as the weather here is still cold as the devil himself. I managed to buy one set since I came. We are issued with a certain number of clothing coupons, I think it was thirty to do us until June 30th, and the suit of underwear cost me 12 of those coupons. Anyway I just had to have it or freeze to death. I brought one complete suit with me from home when I came away and I think the suit you sent me was all I left behind. I do not think there was any more but I am n ot sure. Anyway I sure am well fitted now and I’m glad. You can never imagine how cold and raw it has been here this winter. Not like winters at home at all. The Lypsil sure came in handy as my lips have been cracking for the last few days so I put on a liberal supply right away. I salted the hand lotion in the trunk for when I need it, and have the Odorono at hand ready to use.
I think that I should take it out and apply a liberal amount of that to a big sow which we have to pass every time we come to our quarters. It is a black one, the only black pig I think I have ever seen, and it smells very similar to the two that Mrs. Carter had in the little shed out back of the house, and as a matter of fact is about the same colour, except that the colour of this one is natural. I guess there must be some blood in this one. The soap is swell and I sure can use it. You can never go wrong on sending soap to anyone over here, both kinds. I was getting really strapped up for laundry soap and didn’t know where the next was coming from. I did manage to get a few small pieces from the kitchen but it sure wasn’t very much.
My cold is all better now, thank you, but I am still a little deaf in one ear, but I guess I can still hear thunder so I’m OK. Incidentally I was so proud of the parcel that I turned around and gave Jonnie a chocolate bar and when he opened it it was only half there. We sure had a laugh out of that as I guess the children or maybe yourself had had a nibble at it. The magazines are swell and you can’t imagine what a lift I got from the papers. Late as it was Jonnie and I just sat right down and read both papers through from front to back. It was just like a bit of home, no fooling. Did you get your magazine yet? I think I have you the receipt for the money. If you didn’t get it yet, write to Mr. Ross at Ross’ Book Store, Kentville, and ask him what the trouble is. It was there that I bought it. Also tell me if you got the extra amount on your check this month. You should have, you know. About the money I sent you – it was to be forwarded to the Royal Bank of Canada in Kentville and I should think that they would let you know when it comes, but they may just not have your address and it is possible that they may just credit it to the account there. Anyway if I were you I would drop them a line and inquire about it. I can guess it will come in handy at any time.
The underwear was most acceptable, as the weather here is still cold as the devil himself. I managed to buy one set since I came. We are issued with a certain number of clothing coupons, I think it was thirty to do us until June 30th, and the suit of underwear cost me 12 of those coupons. Anyway I just had to have it or freeze to death. I brought one complete suit with me from home when I came away and I think the suit you sent me was all I left behind. I do not think there was any more but I am n ot sure. Anyway I sure am well fitted now and I’m glad. You can never imagine how cold and raw it has been here this winter. Not like winters at home at all. The Lypsil sure came in handy as my lips have been cracking for the last few days so I put on a liberal supply right away. I salted the hand lotion in the trunk for when I need it, and have the Odorono at hand ready to use.
I think that I should take it out and apply a liberal amount of that to a big sow which we have to pass every time we come to our quarters. It is a black one, the only black pig I think I have ever seen, and it smells very similar to the two that Mrs. Carter had in the little shed out back of the house, and as a matter of fact is about the same colour, except that the colour of this one is natural. I guess there must be some blood in this one. The soap is swell and I sure can use it. You can never go wrong on sending soap to anyone over here, both kinds. I was getting really strapped up for laundry soap and didn’t know where the next was coming from. I did manage to get a few small pieces from the kitchen but it sure wasn’t very much.
My cold is all better now, thank you, but I am still a little deaf in one ear, but I guess I can still hear thunder so I’m OK. Incidentally I was so proud of the parcel that I turned around and gave Jonnie a chocolate bar and when he opened it it was only half there. We sure had a laugh out of that as I guess the children or maybe yourself had had a nibble at it. The magazines are swell and you can’t imagine what a lift I got from the papers. Late as it was Jonnie and I just sat right down and read both papers through from front to back. It was just like a bit of home, no fooling. Did you get your magazine yet? I think I have you the receipt for the money. If you didn’t get it yet, write to Mr. Ross at Ross’ Book Store, Kentville, and ask him what the trouble is. It was there that I bought it. Also tell me if you got the extra amount on your check this month. You should have, you know. About the money I sent you – it was to be forwarded to the Royal Bank of Canada in Kentville and I should think that they would let you know when it comes, but they may just not have your address and it is possible that they may just credit it to the account there. Anyway if I were you I would drop them a line and inquire about it. I can guess it will come in handy at any time.
I’ll send the papers and the magazines to Hugh just as soon as I have finished with them. By the way the little piece of advise on Home by Geo. Mathew Adams is really good and I can guess why you enclosed it. I’ll sure try when I get back darling – you know what I mean even if I don’t say it in so many words. Being away from home this far makes a guy think a whole lot about things and you sort of get a different look at things as they were, and learn to appreciate what you have, and what you had and didn’t think enough about. Maybe some good will come out of all this for me after all.
The course, a two day affair on Security was very good, but in spite of the fact that I was only twenty five miles away from the camp I was really lonesome to get back here. Roger McKim was living in the next building to me, and the first night I was there I was over to see him and the next night we went out to another little place by bus just to look around. The English people sure are a pecurliar lot and Roger made no bones about telling them, either. He expects to go home very soon, as he only came over for a copuple of months. Tomorrow I shall be able to put my Maple Leaf on my ribbon to show that I have been over here. The time sure has gone quickly.
Well, dear, there is little room left, so I will close. Thanks a million for the swell parcel.
[Handwritten:]Whoops! There it goes. All my love dear, & goodnight honey. Sorry I’m not there to massage that swelling you were telling me about
xxx
Frank
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