To say that this was unexpected is an understatement. Here I am, in the U.S. Navy fighting the Japanese. I never realized how well off we were in the world until coming here. The U.S. has it wonderful, even with all the rationing I've heard about.
I know my mum wasn't happy to not be able to bake as often. Thats what she always did to relax. Now she must be doing the wash more often. Her linens must be spotless.
I worry that I won't be able to handle the selfishness of everyone when I go home. Being here, in this hell, has taught me to stop taking things for granted.
Mother won't understand, but my schoolmates should. I believe they are all over here now, mother has been writing me updates on everyone.