My own darling “Cyclone”,
You now have only 277 more days before you have to get up and cook my breakfast!
I received one letter when we got in, and am enclosing my only copy of addresses in this letter. I’m afraid I won’t be hearing from you too much this voyage, unless you send a few letters, as soon as you receive this new list of addresses. Do your best though, please darling. You know how much getting letters means to you, well, just put yourself on the other side of the equator, where only a few people speak English even, and then try to imagine how priceless a letter, direct from the heart of your loved one, becomes.
Betty, my love, it’s twenty minutes to 8:00 p.m.. I’ve got to sleep to eleven because I work from midnight to 8:00 a.m. in South American Ports. So, I’ll have to cut this letter short. I have to go on deck and earn the price of a finder for our new car and maybe a little for our “baby” bank account.
I’m sorry this letter is so short, but, I’m in a hurry and I wanted you to have those addresses right away, so I can read some more of your lovely letters SOON!
Yours as long as I live.