January 16, 1944

2230 16 Jan 1944

Dearest,
If this was home, which it most certainly isn’t, we’d be having a nice warm, wet spring rain. It has been pattering on the tin roof for a couple of hours and I sort of like it. It’s unusually wet for here, where they go in more for quick showers ?? and prolonged drizzles. The only trouble is that one has to go out in it now + then. This evening we had a very nice movie- “My Sister Eileen”- It sort of wears me out to see it, but it has a much more wholesome effect on the morale than “This above All”. It’s the craziest collection of ?? you ever saw, if you haven’t seen it- I suppose it went out of circulation in the States months ago. Yesterday, I got your long letter of Dec. 30 + V-letter of Dec. 28. The letter took 4 days longer then the one you sent to 813 the next day. I just wrote you an air-mail letter. Last night we had a little party at the club, which did some good- nothing wild, just fun- so I didn’t write yesterday- there was no mail out today, anyway. They give our mailman Sunday off. But I will never do like some people who write from tow to six V-letters a sitting + date them from consecutive days so their wives will think they write every day. Any wife who insists on a letter every day is a dope + deserves to be deceived. I’ll write you two letter a day when I want to+ I’ll skip a week if I want to+ you can do the same. I love you just as much either way. I have bought no linen in Ireland, other reports notwithstanding, + probably will not buy any. They say its costs more here than in the US (100% luxury tax) + there are no more coupons for us anyway. Stay as ?? as you are, because I’m coming home one of these days.
Love B