January 8, 1944

2345 8 Jan 1944 (V-mail)

Dearest,
I guess I’ll never get to bed on time. We had quite a day today- got our first “battle casualties”- two boys who had an accident on a training problem. We were working on them off + on all afternoon and I didn’t get to supper until 7:30 which set the evening back two hours to begin with. Then I spent most of the rest of the evening writing a long letter to Nick. I suppose he’s down in the Pacific somewhere + won’t get it for a couple of months. Last night I wrote you one until after midnight. The radio news over here has been making quite a hullabaloo the last few days about jet-propelled aircraft which release me of the things I had wished I could tell you. We used to see one of them ever now + then and knew all about it months ago. I can assure you that they whistle + roar + shoot around the sky in a wonderful manner. I am mailing you today’s Stars + Stripes, which has a couple of interesting things in it – thought you might like to see a copy anyway. No mail from you for a couple of days now. But I am getting lots of Alumni weeklies – also today the September Current News, via FSHT. The December Readers Digest came several days ago, and I get them Post is fits + starts- through November now. Today was cold, for Ireland, + the wind whistled across here fit to blow you off your feet, but tonight it has calmed down to a gentle ? + the moon is very brilliant. Things are going along very smoothly here now + having both dinner + supper late and specially served, I got enough to eat for a change. But now I’m sleepy + have to go to bed all by myself. ‘Taint right. But it won’t last forever.

Love B