5 August, 1944

Dearest,

While at the Red Cross club today I had nothing to do so I just had to write to you or else my conscience would bother me.  I'd have a hard time trying to sleep.

I played a game of Bingo, but I was not very lucky.  I did not win anything.  I'm the unlucky type.

A routine day of work was carried out today.  Nothing of importance has happened.

It is only a short note honey. I have not more news.  I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you and I hope it is vice-versa.

Love,
Ray

"Namastay"
Goodnight honey-sweet dreams