Friday, February 7, 2020

April 27, 1944

April 27, 1944

Hello Puss,
Right now I am living in the middle of town in a school. Have a rather nice office with even a radio extension. Have been through Liverpool and Manchester and they are both quite big places. Have seen quite a bit of the destruction wrought upon them from time to time. Even though they hastily clear out the places that are destroyed it leaves a scar. Cities are dotted with empty places where there should be homes and shops. Parts of these places still stand.

You know most everything in the building line is made of brick or stone. Sidewalks and even streets are made of stones. The doorsteps in the various homes up town here are made of one large stone that is washed and scrubbed every morning by the wife and believe me they get down on their hands and knees and scrub clear to the street. The stones are often worn in the middle from much use. Some of the houses and buildings are close to 200 years old and look as good as the day they were built.

Long about the 10th of May you will celebrate another day, Puss. Over here they have never heard of Mother's Day, consequently they have no cards or such. Though of you and Mother Dowell and Mother Zimmerman and I do hope they know that it isn't just the one day that I thik of them - it's every day.

Rather glad to hear that you are starting to work if you want to work. I know it will pass the time quicker. Hope it works out all right though.
I love you Puss,

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