Day 5 135 Days Left Jets bombing near DMZ, The Club
Sunday nite Dear Maxie, Today hasn’t been too bad, we had the afternoon off. What a great place where we get one afternoon a week off. Still it was nice just to have a couple of extra hours. Didn’t do too much because it was too hot to move this afternoon. I wonder if it’ll get any hotter – don’t see how it can. Got together with another Florida boy and wrote Kath a letter. He’s single and pretty decent and might be able to have a good time down there when he gets back from V.N. Besides I think Kath would kinda enjoy writing someone over here. What do you think? Got to the club too late tonite to get any beer – guess it’s all right to skip one night a week – even if it is Sunday. Did get to see a move but don’t even remember the name of it. It isn’t important anyway – just something to take my mind away from this place.
The Club. If we were lucky, we got 2 warm beers in rusty cans.
Watched some jets bombing what must have been some NVA north toward the DMZ. They really dropped some stuff, but I don’t think the knocked everything out because they were still shooting back when the jets quit. Seems funny that we can sit here and watch part of the war going on and even take pictures of it. What about the guys out there? With all the air, artillery and other things we have, this should have been over years ago instead of dragging on. Somebody’s not doing something right. I’m lonely, hon. I miss you very much. It’s terribly hard being away from you just after I was starting to really get to love being with you. We’ve been together so little and in the last month I was home, I was really starting to get used to being with you. Is it as hard on you as it is on me? I know that I can’t wait until this tour is over so I can get out of the Marine Corps and be back with you. I’ll never leave again – if I go anywhere; you’ll be going with me. That’s a promise. How are you doing with the car? Don’t wreck and hurt yourself. I don’t care so much about the car – I just don’t want to see you get hurt. You’re too pretty to bang up. Take care of yourself while I’m gone and look good when I get back. I can’t promise that I won’t lose weight over here because it’s hard to eat much in this heat. Even if I do lose a little, you can put it back on me in short order. If you lose weight too, we can both put it back on – not too much, though, I don’t want either of us to get fat. I could probably do it around you – you give me an appetite. Can’t figure out why. Still haven’t gotten a letter from you yet and am about to go buggy. Please write me as often as possible, and I’ll write you everyday. Have you been getting my letters pretty often now? I’ll write. Good nite – it’s getting late. Wish that I could go to bed with you instead of by myself. I need someone to cuddle up to. I miss sleeping with you. I don’t have anyone to pull the covers off me. (I don’t use any, it’s too hot here) Still I miss that almost most of all. By the way, I’m horny. Guess I will be for a while – about seven months yet. I’ll wait. I love you. Yours Gary P.S. Received any checks yet? They should be there by now.