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  • Writer's pictureFlea Market Love Letters

June 8, 1943.

Updated: Jul 14, 2021

Hello Ralph:

Well, so you hit Down in Texas -- it must be hot, but cheer up maybe you have not had this terrible rain that we have been having so long. Everything is so damp and wet, it smells awful around here. Dady and Bug are painting the house and have three sides done all the first coat. Skeet Fuss man is helping them this evening and I can hardly write they are talking so hard outside the window --- maybe I want to listen too. Your letter got here this morning and I called and told your Mother and said I would answer right away. Trs. Torbron and I were talk about you last evening, so, on getting your letter I called and read it to her. Bob was wondering how you were getting on. They brought Mr. Torbron home last nite from the hospital. There seems to be very little news as I have been staying right home. Bud went up to Warren and got himself a job, but the hours were so that he could not get a ride, so he took a job with Youngstown fuel and supply. He is piling tile and also filling trucks. Every fourth day he will ride truck with the driver. He gets 60 an hour and will work at time and a half on Sat. and a few Sunday that he will have to work. He is only going to work till Aug. first when he will go to YMCA camp as leader. They begged us to let him go so,we thought we would have the summer. I said hello to your brother last nite as he passed. Now Ralph, keep you nose clean and work hard and you will beat the heat, gosh awful wilderness and all and come thru a top fighting soldier -- I am yelling for you big boy.

Bestest to you from Daddy, Bug and your friend,

Rita Doymueller

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