Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Letter #9: December 15th, 1943 (India)

15th Dec 1943

Darling:

Answers first. The mail is coming through nicely.  No, I can't describe any of the public buildings I saw in the city, except to say in a general way the architecture in thoroughly Indian and Moorish, and there are naturally replicas of the Taj Mahal.  I can't tell my work yet.  I did not know when I was home that I was going overseas, but it seemed a good bet.  We didn't know our destination until the ship was well out, though we had suspicions.  I can't tell about any shots I may have had, but have not been ill a day since I left the States except for minor upsets from changes in water.  I didn't get to see any bridges in any city.  Yes, someday,  I should like to go to San Francisco.  I think I might like it better than Southern Cal, so let's plan on it!

In addition to the port of searchlights I saw no beautiful ones but [redacted] certainly is the world's most beautiful no matter what people say about [redacted].   When I get home I promise you'll be impressed to hear the true details about a paradise as yet unspoiled by tourists.

Since you didn't ask, I'll tell you that I have seen very few beautiful women in India, but actually a few of the Anglo-Indians are gorgeous (aha!)   Alas, so far none of them has offered me so much as a Coca-Cola.  No wine from lieutenants for me yet!   Ahem - how do you recognize our corps engineers at a glance?  (I just wondered -- very idly.)  Pleading not to take too many jobs.

Tell Robbie not to grow up entirely before I come home.

All my love,

S.

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