October 4, 1944
My Dearest Darling Sweetheart:
Words cannot describe how much it hurts not to receive any mail. It is the same old story as I have been writing you the last several days, no planes and no mail. We haven’t had any mail leave the island now for eight days and that means you will go without mail for at least two weeks. I feel very bad about it Dear, but there’s nothing we can do. If they don’t send ships or planes down this way, we are isolated and there is nothing at all we can do. Darling, I just feel all gone on the inside when I fail to receive letters from you. It is the same old story every day, the men are constantly asking me if we are going to get mail.
Lieutenant Fox, Raymond and I got up early this morning and went out trolling. We had very good luck. We got two Onos that weighed over 40 pounds apiece and we also got two nice tuna, each weighing over 20 pounds each. I had a large tuna which broke my line just as we were trying to get him over the side of the tug. He must’ve weighed around 100 pounds. My line was a 450 pound test and he snapped it right in two. Raymond and another fellow were trying to help me hold him when he broke the line. The pilot of the tug often takes men out trolling and he said it was the largest tuna he had ever seen anyone have on the line down here. I know the Chief will say that the one that got away doesn’t count and I’m a poor fisherman and so on, but be sure to assure him that no one felt any worse than I did about the loss of such a large one. When they break line like that you know they are fairly large. Two of us tied this line to a tree and we couldn’t break it to save ourselves. When we let the Ono’s head rest on the pier his tail almost came up even with my shoulders. We have enough fish now for all of us to have a good fish dinner here at headquarters. I wish you could taste some of the fish we (the men), catch down here. I would surely like to take the Chief fishing some time down here, I know he would really enjoy it.
By the time we cleaned the fish and put them in cold storage it was time for dinner. After having dinner, I came back to my quarters andd did some more reading and studying. Later, I wrote a letter to Elsie Pierce and then washed some more clothes and took a brackish shower and washed my hair. It was really hot again today.
This evening Captain Wilkinson and my assistant and I went down to the farm and had a very good duck dinner. The ducks were some that Lee raised. They were really good. Lee and I had a good visit, I suppose it will be the last for some time for he is leaving here soon. He surely a very fine man and Miss Kliensmith can be truly proud of such a nephew.
After returning to my quarters this evening, I wrote a letter to Allens (Harry) and now here I am writing to you, Darling. I do hope we have mail soon. The inefficiencyI see is enough to make you wonder. I see enough waste man hours to take care of all the labor shortage they talk about back in the States. We are not short of manpower but we are desperately short of productive manpower. Lover, I will close for tonight and may God bless you and keep you in all things. Be sure to give my love to the folks.
I love you Sweetheart with all of life and
Soul forever in Christ,