This letter was typed by a Navy Sailor named William D. Johnson, to his darling back home, Doris Ann Hagen. It was written while he was in Hunters Point in San Francisco, California. Hunters Point played a crucial role during WW2 as a major U.S. Navy base for building, repairing, and maintaining Pacific Fleet vessels. The letter reads:
*“ Hunters Point*
*Oct. 16, 1943*
*My Darling Doris*
*Here that damned nuisances is again, just wish I was there to bother you in person. Boy did I put in a tough day today guess a fellow must meed a little sleep once in a while. Think I’ll hit my sack nice and early tonite so I’ll be all set for tomorrow nights liberty.*
*Don’t mind this typwriter as it is a radio one and types all captol letter and makes a few other minor error. I just hope that along with this typwriters fault and mine to that you can figure it out.*
*Hows the grand old Washington wheather? Hope it isn’t raining as hard as when I left. Dear old California, just can’t beat its wonderful sunshine. Except in the south Pacific where I expect to be in the very near future.*
*Say honey have you ever been to California? If not what do you say we make it a date on my next leave? Or would you rather go to mountain rainer only next time mebbe we could get on the right road, I hope. Or mebbe you would like to go to Hawaii with me. If that is’nt good enough mebbe Australia will do? Oh, I’ll bet I know where you would just love to go. The Aleutians, if you say yes I’m off you for life. So please don’t say it—boy I’m making more darned errors.*
*Boy is this ship going to have a tough looking crew this coming Wednesday as Tuesday night its going to have A big blow out at a hotel in Frisco all the liquor you can drink. Oh! I feel sick already.*
*I sure don’t know why I started this second page as Im not enough sailor to finish it. Mebbe in a couple more year I’ll have a line as sooth as silk.*
*Puff-puffj-just ran up to commnication offices to get a message. Its a nice little mile jaunt all in all thats about my fifth trip for today. Sure hope they don’t get another message about mid-nite as I really exspect to be cutting the lumber by them.*
*This is what you call the end of one hell of a mixed up letter. Pleasant dream hon– just wish I was there to share them with you.*
*Always Yours*
*”Bud”*
*P.S.*
*I owe you a picture of*
*myself so here it is.”*
On the back of the envelope he wrote *“Come on postman, run like a bunny, take this letter, to my very best honey”*
Unfortunately I wasn’t able to find any information on either of them.
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This letter was typed by a Navy Sailor named William D. Johnson, to his darling back home, Doris Ann Hagen. It was written while he was in Hunters Point in San Francisco, California. Hunters Point played a crucial role during WW2 as a major U.S. Navy base for building, repairing, and maintaining Pacific Fleet vessels. The letter reads:
*“ Hunters Point*
*Oct. 16, 1943*
*My Darling Doris*
*Here that damned nuisances is again, just wish I was there to bother you in person. Boy did I put in a tough day today guess a fellow must meed a little sleep once in a while. Think I’ll hit my sack nice and early tonite so I’ll be all set for tomorrow nights liberty.*
*Don’t mind this typwriter as it is a radio one and types all captol letter and makes a few other minor error. I just hope that along with this typwriters fault and mine to that you can figure it out.*
*Hows the grand old Washington wheather? Hope it isn’t raining as hard as when I left. Dear old California, just can’t beat its wonderful sunshine. Except in the south Pacific where I expect to be in the very near future.*
*Say honey have you ever been to California? If not what do you say we make it a date on my next leave? Or would you rather go to mountain rainer only next time mebbe we could get on the right road, I hope. Or mebbe you would like to go to Hawaii with me. If that is’nt good enough mebbe Australia will do? Oh, I’ll bet I know where you would just love to go. The Aleutians, if you say yes I’m off you for life. So please don’t say it—boy I’m making more darned errors.*
*Boy is this ship going to have a tough looking crew this coming Wednesday as Tuesday night its going to have A big blow out at a hotel in Frisco all the liquor you can drink. Oh! I feel sick already.*
*I sure don’t know why I started this second page as Im not enough sailor to finish it. Mebbe in a couple more year I’ll have a line as sooth as silk.*
*Puff-puffj-just ran up to commnication offices to get a message. Its a nice little mile jaunt all in all thats about my fifth trip for today. Sure hope they don’t get another message about mid-nite as I really exspect to be cutting the lumber by them.*
*This is what you call the end of one hell of a mixed up letter. Pleasant dream hon– just wish I was there to share them with you.*
*Always Yours*
*”Bud”*
*P.S.*
*I owe you a picture of*
*myself so here it is.”*
On the back of the envelope he wrote *“Come on postman, run like a bunny, take this letter, to my very best honey”*
Unfortunately I wasn’t able to find any information on either of them.
Enjoyed reading this! What’s the source for the letter?
https://digitalarchives.wa.gov/Record/View/7A670486A63E9C655365A808334D54D0
I couldn’t find a marriage record for them together. However I may have found one for Doris.
Either way, it’s a sweet letter and hopefully a fond memory for them both.