June 8, 1944

England

June 8, 1944

 Dear Mother and all,

             How is everything at home and you all? Everything is the same here.  Just got out of the show and am sleepy. I was on pass this afternoon and sure as hell, it rained like it nearly always does when I am in town. I picked up a couple of little souvenirs today. I got you a lace hankie and a nice silk pillow top like I have before. I can put the hankie in my letter but I’ll have to send the pillow top some other way later. I got Rosie a nice hankie too. It is a little different than yours but I didn’t get her a pillow top, so you are one ahead of her. Ha. There is an old time saying to the effect – “you can always get another sweetheart, but you can never get another mother.” I saw some of the prettiest lace in London that I’ll bet you would have liked but you would have had to been rich to buy any of it. These darn limies want three times as much for anything that what it is worth.

            Well I think I’ll write to Rosalie, get me something to eat, and play some checkers and listen to the radio. I get a kick out of playing checkers with a kid here from Jersey. Oh of course we bet say 25 cents on a game to make it interesting. Funny thing last night, I won up to eight shillings ($1.00) from him then quit. Ha. He does that same thing to me. We always try to keep one big happy family though.

             I heard from Kenneth today. About every other letter I get form him, he is on pass or furlough home. Well I’ll quit for now.

Love to all

Your son,

Max