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John William Graham letters, November-December 1943
1943-11-18 Page 2
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It's very pleasant here today almost warm, last night it was quite [lovely?] too but I guess the weatherman has a kind streak in his nature to tho for awhile I rather doubted it. Got our old beat up airplane going again sure was a lot of grief and work. When they are neglected awhile they surely go to pot in a hurry. Still have one in the hangar but perhaps it will be back in commission before too long. There is a guy sleeping across the aisle from where I'm writing that grinds his teeth while he sleeps, sure is a distracting sound. Kind of reminds me of an owl when they are mad. I've sometimes waked up at night and he was doing that it's kind of weird. It's time to go to dinner but I don't know if I go they are having spare ribs and they are always so greasy. [mabe?] go to the P.X pretty soon for a bottle of milk and a little pie. Just got your good Sunday letter and have read it there and the clippings too, thought the description of the first [snows?] very good I can just picture it. Somehow it seems nicer than the snows we've had out here. Think I'll write to Uncle Raymond. So will close for now. See you soon. Love Johnny
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It's very pleasant here today almost warm, last night it was quite [lovely?] too but I guess the weatherman has a kind streak in his nature to tho for awhile I rather doubted it. Got our old beat up airplane going again sure was a lot of grief and work. When they are neglected awhile they surely go to pot in a hurry. Still have one in the hangar but perhaps it will be back in commission before too long. There is a guy sleeping across the aisle from where I'm writing that grinds his teeth while he sleeps, sure is a distracting sound. Kind of reminds me of an owl when they are mad. I've sometimes waked up at night and he was doing that it's kind of weird. It's time to go to dinner but I don't know if I go they are having spare ribs and they are always so greasy. [mabe?] go to the P.X pretty soon for a bottle of milk and a little pie. Just got your good Sunday letter and have read it there and the clippings too, thought the description of the first [snows?] very good I can just picture it. Somehow it seems nicer than the snows we've had out here. Think I'll write to Uncle Raymond. So will close for now. See you soon. Love Johnny
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