V.P. 22 N.A.S.

Pearl Harbor T.H.

May 21, 1941

Dear Helen,

its a habit; I find myself each week sitting down to a letter without thinking about it. It won't be long until I've used the last of this awful stationery. That hula girl has all the appearances of getting all set to heave the shot for a record instead of swinging in to the graceful movements of the hula dance.