Flea Market Love Letters
September 6, 1944.
6 Sept 44
Received another letter from you today and was glad to learn that my Rome cards reached home. I saw practically everything depicted on those cards, however, as I mentioned before, I am sure I did not appreciate the full significance of places of interest.
Also glad to learn you could spend some of those hot nights in the cool mountains. I’ve been hearing and reading references to the unusual hot spells in the news, and of course my mother complains about it in her letters.
Darling, will you please send me a box of canned food – special items we do not get in our army chow – huh, please?
You asked some time ago about a Xmas present. The only think I can think about is a flexible metal band for my watch, if it is available – I have no way of knowing what is or is not available on the market today.
Business as usual, and life seems normal, here in this section of France. Street cards running, water, gas, electricity, trucks and sedans on the roads – I imagine these people here enjoy as normal a life as in the States, with the exception that the Germans regularly requisitioned all meats and most people had very little meat in the past couple of years. The thing that strikes me sort of peculiar is the hairdress of the French girls. It seems some of them wear it 5 or 6 inches high and apparently wear “rats” if that is the proper nomenclature; Also they wear plenty of make-up.
I don’t know why, but for the past few days, I’ve been thinking of “Fair Week”, are they conducting the “Farmers” Fair in Allentown this year?
I love you Darling [UNREADABLE] and lope my next trip is “f ou”.