Sgt Roman F. Klick 36620923
HS 1393 Engr APO 709
c/o PM San Francisco, California
25 June 1944

Dear Pat,

I've tried to keep from typing my letters because they seem so cold and impersonal that way, but this once will have to be an exception to the rule. You see, ever since receiving your letter, we have been up to our ears in work. Not just work in the office but in the company area. Such things as laying concrete floors, tarring the barracks roofs, building shelters for the washing-water fires, building foot-lockers, mosquito proofing barracks and the like are all done on our own time --- if there is such a thing in the army. Besides doing all those extra jobs we had to take time out in order to prepare for the series of inspections we have been going thru during these last few weeks.

But now all that seems to be in the past and we have been comparatively free to do as we wished during the last two days of Saturday and Sunday. During that time I attempted to write several letters to you in long-hand but just couldn't complete the job and have resorted to this lazy man's way of writing. You will forgive me this once, won't you?

Another thing which I'm rather peeved about is that I left your letter in my foot-locker in the barracks and as it is raining cats and dogs outside, I'll just have to tell you about a few of the things happening around here instead of answering your letter.

The rain has been coming down intermittently all day long but in between the drops there was time to watch part of a ball game on our recently constructed ball field just in back of our theater area. Later on the officers played a game with the enlisted men and, by golly, if they weren't in the lead before the rain put a finish to that game too.

Early this morning, from about midnight to three o'clock, a bunch of us fellows went to another midnight show at a Navy outfit and saw Madeleine Carroll and Fred McMurry in "One Night in Lisbon". It was a very humorous picture although it must have been about four years old.

Other than that we haven't done much around here today but catch up on lost sleep and read through about forty old copies of the Chicago Daily News.

Good luck and good health to you and yours.

Until Tomorrow,