July 19th. 1943.
Dear Mother:
We are supposed to be through here Aug 12 so I am trying to get my TCA reservation changed. With 14 days leave at the end if I go overseas and less otherwise, you can imagine how many days at home I will have if I don’t fly. Also I wanted to go as far as Vanc. in order to buy a few things such as an overcoat.
There has been no further word on the missing letters. I don’t think the M.O. could be legally cashed by my namesake.
I have a bad time with the aldous. In one weekly test I got 82% which had the distinction of being the lowest in the class. Last week I got 93%--about half way down from the top.
Flying exercises become more arduous. The second navigator, formerly not too busy is given a photo of certain ships just before takeoff and in the air he must make up all the W/T coded messages he would send if they were actually spotted. This is not too easy. In addition he must make up a recco report for the intelligence.
There are two final exams on Wednesday and a ship rec. test tomorrow so I cannot write more now.
With love from
Tony
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