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Postmarked: 3 Sep 1945

From: Charles Hugh Grimes
      Aboard U.S.S. Benevolence
      Yokohama Bay, Japan.

To: Mother Ruby Edney [Dukes] and Father Hugh Grimes

Dear Mom:
     Well here I am, still feeling a little woozy, but otherwise okay. I guess 
you know I've been hurt pretty bad, but it's really nothing to worry about.  I'm 
well now, or almost anyway and still thinking about home more than ever.

     I suppose you got the telegram they sent when it first happened at 
eninetoh.  I was transferred from the New Kent to the Benevolence right away and 
am still on her and will be for a while longer as far as I know now.

     How is everybody at home?  How's the mill running these days? I still 
remember how I used to slave for old man Spencer and wish I still was Ha!  It 
seems like a long time ago that I was listening to the Grand Old Opera with dad 
on Sat. night and enjoying myself a lot more than I will for a long time or so 
it seems anyway.

     Maybe it wont be long till I'll get a leave and when I do I'm going to 
"grab" sis and come home like a streak of lightning. Ha! I mean it too even if 
it does sound funny.

     You'll have to pardon my handwriting because I had a head injury among 
other ones and I can hardly see to write.  (My eyes are a little bloodshot yet 
ha!)  The whole thing is quite a joke sort of on me anyhow, I shouldn't have made 
the mistake of turning loose when I did ha!

     Well you tell Dad I said he'd better play it smart and grab a little 
property while the grabbins good.  The wars almost over now and it'll soon go up 
like the Dickens.

     Sorry I cant help much because my pays been fouled up because of the 
accident.

     Well Bye.  Take good care of yourself and write me lots.  I haven't much to 
do now you know.

Charles H.