February 15th, 1943

Dear Mom + Dad,

Just a few lines to let you know I am okay. How is everything at home – Bin, Bill, and the rest, ask them all to write. Well I went to the dentist for the first time this morning and had my mouth treatment. It wasn’t bad. I have to on Wednesday and get 1 tooth pulled, three filled, and I’m all thru. I have to get my hair cut again, boy are they strict and is it ever cold.

We didn’t get paid to-day so if you have any change you can send me a bit and don’t forget to write often and tell Marg Dear to write. I haven’t got a letter and I’ve wrote about 5. Send me a book of stamps.

Well I can’t think of anything more to say so I’ll write to-morrow.

Your Loving Son,
The East End Kid
Gord.

Shannan note: The picture below, taken from the family collection, is my grandmother and Gord’s sister, Bin, whom he will mention often. And no, I have no idea why they called her that, her real name was Rosabell. I don’t remember much about her, she passed away in 1986 when I was only 5, but my mother never had anything but incredible things to say  about her…Bin endured a lot and stayed standing. She sounds like she was a remarkable woman.