2/2/1944

Dear Darlingest Honiest:

Please, please, please, *don't* ask for a transfer. Remember the guy who went to *Greenland*, or some place. {[illegible]} Sampson's good enough for me.

What happened yesterday shouldn't even happen to your commander. The house wasn't fit for a dog live in. It was 40 [degree symbol] in the bedroom. So I put Rema to sleep in the play pen in the living room and I slept on the couch. Ann was over last night and it was her idea. First we tried the crib mattress but it was too big. Then I put the seats of our two chairs together and