Dated Jan. 12, 1944; postmarked Jan. 15.

Dear Folks,

I am well, happy and safe and I hope you all are the same.

I received Mr. Morgan’s second letter and I wrote him a couple of letters yesterday.

Why do you always evade my questions as to when you are going to send me some pictures? If you try hard enough, I am sure you will be able to find some film. We are all just dying to see what you look like now.

Billy the Beaner and myself were talking of the old times we used to have when we were kids. When I think of the times I used to go swimming in the Crooked Path across the railroad tracks, I wish I could find even a mudhole like that to go swimming in over here. The last time I went swimming was in this river in Italy. Then, the current was so swift that it was impossible to do anything but try to stand in the water and buck the current.

Prior to that, I did most of my swimming in the Mediterranean when I was in Africa.

I heard Jack Benny last night for the first time in ages and it really was good listening. Tonight, I heard a little bit of Artie Shaw; very pleasing to the ears.

Well, I’ll be closing now, so give my love to Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Dave, Aunt Mary, Genaro, Gevena, Rosemarie, you all, and tell Vince to write me a letter in the near future.

I haven’t heard from him in over a month.

Love and kisses,

Frankie

PDF: Pictures, Please: ‘We Are Dying to See What You Look Like Now’

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