Showing posts with label French. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2009

All Is Well - Feb 4, 1945

Feb 4, 1945

Dear Mother,

How-de-do and how are you? A couple of short lines to let you know that all's well.
I sent some more money home yesterday. Don't know how long it will be before you get it. At least you know it's coming. It'll be for about forty-five bucks more or less.
So far no more of your packages have caught up with me. I'll let you know when they do.
I have a hundred franc note from Belgium. You can add it to your collection of souvenirs. In case I haven't told you the exchange rate on Belgium francs - it's about two and a quarter cents per franc. A little more than the French franc is worth.
You gotta go you gotta go. So loads and loads of Love
Kenneth

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sharing My Bed With A Bee - Sept. 4, 1944

Sept. 4, 1944

Dear Mother,

How are all the Register's, both big and little? All on this side of the world are getting along fine under the circumstances.
The French claim the rainy season is due to start next month. If this is their dry season I think I'll trade my pup tent for a houseboat when the rainy season gets here.
I'm about to get mad at some bees I know. I was just about to get a couple hours extra sleep this morning. By chance I rolled right on top of a bee using my pillow for a bed. That bee won't bother any more people, but that satisfaction didn't help my neck much.
Letter writing is something of a job around here. I write a few lines and stop and do something else. I'm going to bring this one to a close for now.
Until later all my love to all at home

Love
Kenneth