Cpl Roman F. Klick 36620923
Co "A", 353rd Engr Regt
A.P.O. #502, c/o Postmaster
San Francisco, California
June 24, 1943
Dear Aunty Clara:
The show was finally shown last night. The title of it was "Topper Returns" with Joan Blondell, Carole Landis and Roland Young. It was a hilarious comedy with the dead bodies materializing and rematerializing at will.
An immense amount of time has passed since the first paragraph of this letter was written. It is really another day but we shall allow the date to remain the same for it will be that day which I shall talk about.
Last night, that is the night of June 24 (compliments to Gary Moore) we saw another show entitled "Naughty but Nice". The players were Ann Sheridan, Dick Powell and Gail Page. I remember seeing this about four years ago but the lapse of time had dimmed it out so such an extent that I enjoyed reseeing it once again.
The reason that these movies are so old is that the movie industry has sent to the American overseas forces a number of films for their entertainment. In order to insure good interesting shows they evidently choose such films as already have made a hit in years gone by.
I received two letters from you on the 24th. The one is dated June 9th and the other June 11th. In one you speak of the mailman fooling you into thinking that perhaps a letter had finally arrived. Probably just about the time I was reading that you were getting fooled no longer, eh? (Wow was that horrible sentence structure!)
In the letter of the 11th you mention that Morton was playing with East St Louis for the state championship and that it is a long time since they made a showing in baseball. It is true that the baseball team itself has very seldom reached the final battle but it has always been fairly good. In fact the last two years of my high school term in '34 and '36 they had a championship team. Then too it is the Morton players that the American Legion baseball team of the Berwyn Post is composed of and they went as far as the national finals two or three years back. By this time I suppose you have already written the results of that E St Louis-Morton contest to me.
Lat night I dreamed a wonderful dream but it was so terrible waking up from it. The war was over and the soldiers were all coming home. We were starting to get our jobs back and fixing things up around the house again for the long lost ones. And in that dream the war and all that passed in the 6 or so years of it seemed like something that had just been a bad dream that the world had thought up in a moment of somnolence.
By the way, did I mention that I received my June copy of the Reader's Digest? I will not send it home to you anymore because not only will it take up unnecessary shipping space but it will be rather old by the time you would receive it. There are a few fellow soldiers lined up for seconds on it too. First is Robbin and then Larry. Is that o.k. with you?