May 30, 1944, Thursday

Dear Ronnie,

I'm starting a new pack of stationary as you can see. A stack doesn't last long when I pull at least a sheet out every day and write in my few lines. I've just come from seeing a good picture, "Desperados." Honey, we really suffer to see a show because the space where the projector is set up is so small. Bodies are crowded so close together that when a person wants to move he disturbs about six others around him trying to do so. When I leave the sweat is running off me and I'm so stiff and forced to go slow for a few minutes until all the kinks straightened out. It's surprising what people will go through to get a little amusement with nothing better is offered.

A few more ships are joining us slowly. We have an aircraft carrier and a couple more battleships and cruisers. Except for that, everything is as usual. I mean the way it was yesterday. Most of the ships are refueling and our turn will probably come tomorrow. this waiting isn't so hot, especially when we don't know what minute we are going to be underway.

They say this will probably be the biggest show the world has ever seen. Ronnie, there is only one consolation for me. If it brings the war and he closer to a finish and brings us together. The sooner I will be happy about it.

We are separated much too long to my way of thinking.

All my love,

Clyde