Edmund has landed safely in Boca Chica. Thankfully, he finds a package waiting there full of what seem to be his favorite things; salami, provoloni, and cigarettes. Enjoy! Click on "comments" above to add your thoughts and/or memories! Jan 15, 1944
Dear Mom, I arrived here four days ago and would have written sooner, but we have been very busy since the day we came. I left New River on the 10th by plane about noon time. We landed at Charleston South Carolina a few hours later and stayed there overnight. Charleston is an Army airfield, so we ate Army chow and slept in soldiers barracks. We took off the next day and flew straight here to Boca Chica in about 4 hours time. We passed over Miami and Fort Lauderdale, where I was stationed a few months ago. Now I’m a couple of hundred miles further south. This is an island right off the tip of Florida. From the air the islands in this sector make a very nice picture. The weather here is ideal for anything, especially flying. It’s just like spring up there except that the sun is hotter. Before the sun comes up, and at nite, it’s rather cool. The nearest city is Key West, also an island, about 8 miles away. It’s a rather quaint city with it’s part Cuban population. One of our planes carried the mail the day we left, and your package to New River flew down here. I made delicious sandwiches with the salami and provoloni. The pickled stuff went swell with the sandwiches. Thank you very much for the enjoyment of those good old Italian foods and also the cigarettes. As I’ll only be here a short time, continue addressing to Camp LeJeune. Hoping you are in the best of health. I’ll close until next time, which I’ll try to make soon. Regards to the family. Loving son, Ed
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