Darlings,
Thanks for the lovely letter, Mom, it’s so nice to hear from home.
We had another day of gunnery today. I didn’t do so hot either. Boy! That aerial target is so darn small. Some of the boys haven’t even hit it yet so maybe I’m not so bad after all. The instructors have bets on our scores amongst themselves. We are trying for our instructor but, I’m afraid he will be disappointed-the poor guy. Please excuse the handwriting-we have no desks in our rooms as yet. It is pretty hard to write on the edge of your bed but not impossible.
Pete certainly was pleased with his box of candy. That was so nice Mom-thanks. Pete really is a peach of a kid. I think he is one of the best pilots on the base.
Have you heard me speak of Bob Thomas? He is a friend of mine-the poor guy hasn’t hit the target yet. He feels pretty badly about it. He just left my room about 15 minutes ago. Oh, well, that’s just one of the worries of a pilot.
Your loving son,
Jim