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barefoot_bard) wrote2017-02-24 09:25 am
barefoot_bard) wrote2017-02-24 09:25 am
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The O'Reilly Letters, Part Eleven
Title: The O'Reilly Letters
Rating: K (Suitable for ages 13 and above)
Disclaimers: With the exception of Malachi Reddington and Cornelius Noonan, all names given are fictional. The mentioned characters Tony Carpullo, Bill Meinertzhagen, and Captain McCawley were RP characters belonging to others. All other named characters are mine.
Summary: The incomplete collection of letters exchanged between a US soldier and his friends and family. 11/23
Author's Note: These letters were originally posted as supporting extras on a WWII RP. They were fun to write and I might add one or two more in future.
28th October 1942
USS Ulysses S. Grant
Dearest Kat,
Sorry for being so long between letters. Danny took the last of me blank paper a week ago and I didn't get any more until yesterday. The word is we're going to be on land again soon. We haven't been told where or when but the Navy boys all say we'll see land again in a few days. That hopefully will mean being able to send our mail off. There's a lot of it piled up now. Every body here has been writing home because there's not much of any thing else to do.
Getting onto land again and going off to thump the Germans is the only thing any body can talk about lately. We're all sick of being onboard ship. There's no fun in it and even scrapping has stopped being fun on account of it being the same boys mouthing off over and over. I ain't supposed to scrap I know but I ain't any more because these guys don't learn obviously. That and Danny got his nose broke last week and then lost his rank for fighting.
I hope you and Mikey are still well. I still got his tin soldier in me jacket. There was a letter for him in this stack but it's gone vanished some how. I don't know where it's gone to but if some body went and took it and I find out that he did, I'm sorry but he's getting a thumping. Thieving ain't a crime any body here wants to be caught doing. But on account of me not having that letter any more I'll just write him a new one and a better one.
I hope you ain't working too hard with the laundry business and being at the Grove and taking care of Ma and every thing. It won't be good if you end up with a bad heart like she's got.
Love always,
Joe
Rating: K (Suitable for ages 13 and above)
Disclaimers: With the exception of Malachi Reddington and Cornelius Noonan, all names given are fictional. The mentioned characters Tony Carpullo, Bill Meinertzhagen, and Captain McCawley were RP characters belonging to others. All other named characters are mine.
Summary: The incomplete collection of letters exchanged between a US soldier and his friends and family. 11/23
Author's Note: These letters were originally posted as supporting extras on a WWII RP. They were fun to write and I might add one or two more in future.
28th October 1942
USS Ulysses S. Grant
Dearest Kat,
Sorry for being so long between letters. Danny took the last of me blank paper a week ago and I didn't get any more until yesterday. The word is we're going to be on land again soon. We haven't been told where or when but the Navy boys all say we'll see land again in a few days. That hopefully will mean being able to send our mail off. There's a lot of it piled up now. Every body here has been writing home because there's not much of any thing else to do.
Getting onto land again and going off to thump the Germans is the only thing any body can talk about lately. We're all sick of being onboard ship. There's no fun in it and even scrapping has stopped being fun on account of it being the same boys mouthing off over and over. I ain't supposed to scrap I know but I ain't any more because these guys don't learn obviously. That and Danny got his nose broke last week and then lost his rank for fighting.
I hope you and Mikey are still well. I still got his tin soldier in me jacket. There was a letter for him in this stack but it's gone vanished some how. I don't know where it's gone to but if some body went and took it and I find out that he did, I'm sorry but he's getting a thumping. Thieving ain't a crime any body here wants to be caught doing. But on account of me not having that letter any more I'll just write him a new one and a better one.
I hope you ain't working too hard with the laundry business and being at the Grove and taking care of Ma and every thing. It won't be good if you end up with a bad heart like she's got.
Love always,
Joe