July 7, 1918

Dearest Myrtle,

It will be a long time before I settle down on the ship again. I thought I was going to be satisfied in a few days but am not. I have only been back three or four days and it seems a month Gee! The time goes slow when you are lonely and when you are having a good time it is just seems to fly so fast. I think I will quit going ashore at all and stay aboard and just dream and