A Sailor’s Letter: Cambridge, Mass., Nov. 3, 1918
Dear Friend Emil:
Well how are you stacking up these cold days? How is the old party making it? Say in case it’s not too late send me a little dope on the candidates, etc. I wish I could cast a ballot myself this fall, but a few thousand miles make it quite hard.
Am sending you a little cartoon of myself in the form of a snap shot. Might find a place for it either in the attic, cellar or clothes closet. Kind of looking forward to a little furlough Christmas so in case I do, I sure want to get back to Minnesota and civilization again for a few days.
This sure is some course I am taking. Pretty darn stiff. Am now taking the dope from the High Seas and “over there” but of course our information to others is pretty limited. Have also taken several cruises in a sub and also a sub chaser. Quite a novel. Was up to Maine and down the Gulf. Was out about 300 miles in mid-ocean.
Well Emil greet what few friends I have there and slip me a line once in a while.
Your friend, Albert Martinson, Box 884, Co. 7., U. S. Naval Radio School. Cambridge, Mass.