June 3, 1943
Yesterday afternoon we just sat round and talked, as I had to stick around and Lois was off duty. For the last two days she has not been working in the ward, as she is one of the few with good printing, and consequently Miss Diffley has her making out new ward-books, drawing lines, printing, etc.
Last night we had a show out in our area, “Yankee Doodle Dandy,” and, as you had predicted, we enjoyed it immensely. Throughout the whole thing I was thinking of you, Dad, and realizing just how much you must have enjoyed the various parts in it — I could just visualize you there seeing it. Then there were a few parts where I was forcibly reminded of Uncle Dave and his imitations of George M. Cohan. As a matter of fact, in a few spots all I had to do was close my eyes and I thought that Dave was actually doing the singing that I heard. I never really realized how good Dave’s imitation of Cohan was until last night. Golly, I could see that movie over a couple of times.
Some of the boys are ill in the hospital at the moment, also some of the gals. Among them are Eddie Welles, Serge Bryner, Sid Shapiro, Phil Westdahl, Ag Alkire, etc. Most seem to have what the nurse you had in Mt. Zion Hosp. at several times, had (poor grammar here, sorry!) You know what I mean, I hope.
Loads of love,
Watch for my next letter on