R208467. L.A.C. MOORE J.L.
#436 SQDN. R.C.A.F.
INDIA COMMAND
Dec. 31, 1944

Hello Mom & Dad,

I just received you most welcome letter of the 15th Dec. and was so glad to hear that you had received my card. We were given to understand that they would take about three to four months. By the way, it is exactly four months since I sailed from the home shores. With your letter today, I got one from Jim and one from Mary Anderson. I was pleased to read the latter part of Jim's letter which was written by Gwen. They told me about their Christmas. Jim also mentioned hearing of the expectations of Colin and Alice. If Gwen is repatriated, I hope it won't take too long before Jim follows her, for yours and Dad's sake as well as their own. I don't think there is much hope of my getting back for at least two years, perhaps more. I am beginning to think it would be better to come home and get settled and build something to go on rather than bring a wife home, but as I have said before time will tell. Margaret and I still write but I won't be surprised to see things cool off considerably, on her part, I mean, because England is full of guys, but not on my part because there just isn't any women and so, no possibility of a transfer of affections. I think I am getting "'bushed" again. You've no idea what a feeling it is. It was bad in B.C., but I was just getting cured slowly by my furlough, embarkation leave, and England, and now I' m back in the rut. Nobody's boxes came through for Christmas and very few since. I got a wonderful book from the church on the 28th that was posted on Dec. 2. It was registered and cost only 22 cents to send. I got a card from the church and a letter from another girl I met in England, on Christmas Eve. The other day I got a swell card from Roger, Jim's chum in B.A.O. at Bombay. By the sound of things you really have a spell of winter weather. Mary wrote a lot about it too. That's too bad about Margaret Brown. How is Mrs. Heath doing? Do I remember Chatty? She's one person I`ll never forget. Sometimes I wish I'd never known any other girls. Margaret is not prettier, but an altogether different type
------ January 1, 1945
The New Year's in, Mom & Dad, and here's hoping its a lot better than the last for everybody here and there at home. We got the signal from Cairo and we all sang "Auld Lang Syne." They pulled me away from this table and we all joined hands in front of the fireplace. We've got to turn in now because tomorrow it's back to the old grind, or should I say later on today. I'll close by saying "Roll on, peace." So long for now,

Love
Joe