March 12, 1954 Vieques, P.R. Hi Baby, Guess I may as well clip off another letter. We get mail tonite but I may as well write and cut you in on what little scoop there is here. Tomorrow I should have two or three letters to answer. We have to work half a day tomorrow - have an inspection in the morning. Tomorrow afternoon I'm gonna take a swimming party to the beach. That water sure looks nice. This weekend is the first chance I've had to go swimming. Boy we're really living now. After Warner Brothers moved out we raided their tents. I made out - got some sheets, a foam rubber pillow, a 2 gal pail, a rack to put my locker box on, a platform to step on beside my rack, a clothesline and a bottle of penicillin tablets. Ryan and Long got ahold of some cotton blankets - boy they're nice. I even got a fifth of gin. We got on the good side of Aldo Ray and some of the camera crew. This one guy, Cliff Brewer, a man that causes all of the explosives in Warner's pictures came over to see us nearly every nite. With all of these living comforts we have, it's really nice. But there's nothing that will ever take your place. Wanda you're the only thing I need - I really miss you. I don't know why I love you so - it's just to good to be true. Sometimes I wish I didn't love you so. I like being married to you -it's the best thing I ever did. The radio is playing "Because" and it isn't doing me any good - that song and "Always" is our song.

Because

for us it will be

always

. I figure anything worth loving is worth dying for and Wanda that is exactly what would happen to me if something happened to you. Please take care of yourself Darling. I better shut up - I'm missing you to much and that ain't good. I'll be bringing home some chow. Our mess sgt. is $500 ahead now. So he is gonna give us brown-baggers some chow. I'll get some coffee and a case of tomato juice - later on I'll get something else. Baby I'll shut up for now - tomorrow I'll have mail and plenty to write about. Til then, remember I love you and need you more than ever. Goodnite Wanda! Yours Forever, Dave Brad Tesh - transcribed 2005-01-04