A105843 Pte. J.K. Dunford,
No. 1 C.I.B., Bde. H.Q.,
(C.A.) C.M.F.
“I guess I had better write and let you know that I am still alive. I am a little late this month but really this country gets a fellow down. Good old Fred, still on the winders. Yes, I remember him, and we always worked swell together. I still think I could beat any of the winders you have there, folks. If you don’t believe me, write and get me home for one month’s trial. If I fail I’ll come back to Italy. If I win, well, that’s your tough luck. Put Maurice Bruce and me on the Cheese Winder and if we make $1.50 bonus one night we’ll double it the next. I showed the boys here the pictures of Hespeler and they said a “hick town” and turned away. Then I showed them the ladies on the opposite page and now they want their addresses. Oh for the life of Fred Hutchings, wow—and here we are in Italy, with moldy aqua (water) between us. Is Milt Baker still on the job? Also May Pearce whom I used to work beside, and Nell Murray, the pride of the weavers? Well folks, I really appreciate the paper, so I will close with ‘carry on Hespeler’—the finest town I have ever lived in. Don’t forget, ‘good weaving’ means ‘good knees’ for us over here.”
A214780 F/Sgt. J.M. Welsh,
115 Squadron,
R.C.A.F. Overseas.
“For several months now I have been receiving regularly your most welcome cigarettes and news about the mill in the form of the D. W. & W. News. I have decided it is time that I wrote this very much belated letter to express my appreciation.
You will probably be interested to know that after a decidedly lengthy period of training I have at last reached an operational squadron. I can tell you that I am really getting a ‘kick’ out of dumping explosive presents on Germany. I am in a crew that is almost a ‘League of Nations’. We have two Englishmen, one Irishman, one Australian, and last but not least three Canadians, and I can tell you that we have some darn good times together.
Please say ‘hello’ to the Winding Room staff for me, and especially the night winders, although there are not many left that I know.
W3526 L/W Pauline Dugmore,
H.M.C.S. Stadacona,
Halifax, N.S.
“Sorry I’m so late in doing this but I thought I’d like to drop you a line telling you how much I appreciated your Christmas gift. It was really wonderful to know that at Christmas time all those at home were thinking about the rest of us no matter where we were.
I enjoy the mill paper very much, in fact the boys in the hospital do too, and after seeing some of the shots your photographer has taken. I used to get teased about coming from such a small town, but not any more, I pass the paper on to them and they have also seen our ship, so Hespeler is the “Biggest Little Town in Canada” now.
We had a very nice Christmas down here. As usual the officers served us our Christmas dinner which included soup, turkey and all the trimmings even to a glass of beer. The hospital was all decorated. Each ward had their own Christmas tree and on Christmas morning Santa Claus came to see them and deliver his gifts. Everyone did have a good time and kept that blue homesick feeling away. Here’s hoping I get back to leave this summer. I haven’t been home in warm weather yet, so when I do I’ll be down to visit you all at the mill.”
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