Darlings,
Didn’t have time to answer your lovely letter yesterday. They really have us on the go here. I should be in bed now but, I must write to my swell family. I didn’t have such a hot day yesterday. I knew the smooth sailing was too good to be true. That’s the way it goes though-we are never sure of anything until we get those silver wings. I can remember back in Santa Ana-Oh-how far those wings seemed. I never thought I’d get them. Well, if I carry on for six more weeks I will have them. Gosh! Darlings I have never been so excited over anything before. All the work and worry will be worth it. I always have wanted my parents to be so proud of their son. I look back on those four guys who have passed by the wayside. I often get letters from many of them-some Bombardiers-some buck privates. I hope I get through this war but, if I didn’t-if I earned those wings you could always be proud of my record. Gosh! I sure am slinging the bull aren’t I. I can’t help it darlings-I want you to realize how much you mean to me. Thelma and my family are the ones I really care about.
A cadet from the Stockton bunch down here was found by his ship yesterday. He was lost on the desert. The desert is pretty tricky. Don’t worry though- I can take care of myself.
Your loving son,
Jim