Month: September 1944

7 September, 1944

Dear Folks:

My darn nose is acting up again.  As a consequence, I have to go through about fifteen minutes of hell each day while they drain the infection out of it.  They probably will have to scrape the bone before long as this fungus infection is bad in the tropics.  Don’t worry I’ll get along o.k.  I now use about ten handkerchiefs per day so it keeps me busy washing them out.  Oh! Well it never rains but what it pours.

I trust that all of you are feeling o.k.  Now don ‘t send me anything for Christmas as I just have a hunch that I will be home.  At least I pray I will as it has been way too long since we have all been together.  Not much news – just the same old stuff out here.  I’ll be glad when it is all over.

I have been hearing from Geneva Simmons quite frequently lately and I think she is one swell woman.  I have sent Danny, Beckey and Molly a little money now and then as Dr. Dan was so wonderful to all of us.

Now don’t worry about e as I will be o.k.  Just wanted to let you know I am o.k. and thinking of you constantly.

All my love,

Your son, Leo

Cap’t. L.J. McLoskey

3 September, 1944

Dear Folks:

Another Sunday and my thoughts turn to home and I recall all the pleasant Sabbaths we spent with each other and they will return I am confident.

Received a couple of letters from you yesterday and also a couple from Geneva Simmons.  She wants a picture of me but I have none.  Mother, she mentioned that you offered her one but said she hated to ask you for it.  If it is one you really don’t mind giving up I would appreciate it if you would give it to her.  She wrote that she was happy as the devil to see you the other evening.  She also remarked how well you looked.

After all these years I have started smoking a few cigarettes.  They are much easier to purchase out here and besides the cigars are two for a quarter and I’ll be damned if I will purchase many at that price.

Tell Aunt Ella I received her letters and I will answer them before long.  I was glad to hear that Wilfred MacDill made Major.  I just pray the war won’t last that long for me.

I was sorry to hear of the death of Allan McCaslin’s wife.  Send me his address so I can write to him.

My Dr. Sherrick wasn’t a very old man was he?  Mother, I wish you would go see some other Dr. besides Frymire.  Will you do this for me?

By the sound of Elizabeths letter she has been as busy as a bee as usual.  My I just don’t quite see how she stands up under it.

Tell Grandfather Shawler and Mae hello for me and I will try and write to them before long.  I think it was swell of you have one of Algie’s children over.  I surely do feel sorry for those children.

Not much news except I miss all of you and I am o.k.

All my love,

Your son, Leo

Cap’t. L.J. McLoskey

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