Letter from Harold Gorton to his wife

Letter from Harold Gorton to his wife

He writes about their next meeting, his new clothes from RAF stores and the death of his Aunt Dora.

1943

Two handwritten sheets

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Cork.

Thursday.

Dearest,

It was good to get your letter yesterday, & know that you are O.K. I hope the furniture comes soon, but I’m not hopeful.

Do you realise that I shall be seeing you again next Thursday? I expect to catch the 11. [indecipherable word] from Cork. I forgot the time I get to the junction, but I think it’s 7.30. Don’t meet me if it’s inconvenient, as I can easily walk out.

I’ve been drawing fresh stuff from stores, - new silk & leather gloves a whistle, chamois gloves, & “frocks white” – a [deleted] indecipherable word [/deleted] roll necked white pullover that is

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practically as long as one of your frocks.

Otherwise, there’s not much to report, & I’m writing this at lunch time in the Mess, so find it difficult to think. My aunt – mother of Dora has just died. [inserted] (79) [/inserted] The funeral is on Saturday, my day off, so I’ll go home on Friday & attend it.

Roll on Thursday.

All my love,

Harold.