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I'm sorry I've not been in touch before but you've been in my thoughts often. All those days catching herring when we thought we were have a terrible time. What did we know then? How I wish I was on a boat and the worst that could happen is us not catching any stinking fish. Or there be a storm. Or we'd spent our wages on beer before we'd got home. Do you remember that time your ma hit you with the skillet when we got home merry that time?
It is so cold all the time, it was always cold on the boats but here it feels almost hopeless. I miss you dreadfully, you did the right thing signing up to the army. A trench can not be as cold as this boat. I bet the food is better too, you're definitely better off. Still, I can't help but think the days would go quicker if we were back together.
A boat just isn't the same with you.
Your Best pal always,