So, you see, a letter at that rate of progress was impossible.

It was a case of "Can't get away to cable you today; police won't let me!" However, we are all safe at home again.
As a matter of fact, I had a most exciting time, and am dying to tell you the "insie" story.

But the one I sent the papers must serve.

I promised myself I would give the FIRST soldier, marine and sailor I met on returning a cigar, and the first sailor was the CHAPLAIN OF THE FLEET, Father Reany.

But he took the cigar and gave me his blessing.
I am now burning candles to St.Rita.