Oct. 19, 1945
Oct. 19, 1945 Hey there prettier than me, Doggone, there shouldn't ought to be nights like this when a guy ain’t with his gal. Tain’t fair. I got your letter yesterday the one before the leave. O.K. so I’m naiver than you. You old Pedigog you. Bob is driving me berserk. He’s got gal troubles. He changes his mind about Cathy every ten minutes. Also, he is not very musically brilliant. Last night I was playing different tunes for him on my harmonica and he was supposed to guess what they were. My playing may not be super colossal but ain’t horrible. Anyway, he didn’t guess one out of about twenty so I figured sump’n was wrong. I played the star spangled banner. He looked puzzled and said that he thought that he heard it before but couldn’t remember the name. Then I played America. This he called “Coming Round the Mountain”. This was ...