15 August, 1944
Tuesday, India

My dearest Grace,


I did not receive any mail from you in a couple of days I'm sorry to say.  I'm sorry my darling that I did not write you a letter last night.  I could have dated this letter with yesterday's date and you wouldn't know the difference, but that would be not honest.  I want you to be proud of me so I'll try to be truthful to you.

Yesterday was another day of rain and also a very busy day at work.  When I finished my work I went back to the tent of mine, gathered my possessions and moved into one of the brick barracks.  I like it better in the tent cause I had more fresh air, and when it rained I had running water.  I still have some work to do around my new home.  I have to put up supports for my mosquito net and then make some room for my clothes etc.

Well honey that's all there is about me, what have you to say about yourself?  Do you still miss me or have I faded away from your heart?

How is everything in Ft. Worth?  Have you done anything that would help the war effort?  Like writing me a letter or something?  Honey, I had an awful dream last night, I dreamt I wouldn't see you anymore.  The reason I dreamt anything like that I reckon is because my consciences was after me for not writing.  So I'm very sorry. 

Gee, hon, I have so much to talk about you and me that I just don't know what way to express it.  Previouly I wrote you a letter of a day soon to come after this war is over.  Did you like it?  That is my real dream.  It is taking me a long time to write this letter cause every time I start to write somebody comes in and wants some work done.

Today is one of those day where you scorch like heck.  I'll bet the temperature by now his 100 degrees or over.  I did not get a chance to go to down yet and I did not go to the show last night cause I did not have the time and it rained too hard.  Today I hope to find a letter waiting for me frim some one I really do like.  I'll bet you'll never guess who that is.  Well hon, I gues I'll close with all my love.

Always,
Ray