"Dear
Devere,
"Here
I am again with a letter. You will look
surprised, I know. You don't hardly know
me anymore. Five full years passed since
I wrote you for the last time. Years of
misery for us as well as for you, but I hope this letter will find you in good
health and I am very anxious to hear from you.
My family has passed war-time rather good and we all are save and
sound. Now we try to forget things as
soon as possible.
"Yet
I suppose that you should like to hear in what way I passed that long 5
years. In the beginning the Boches did
not alter much and behaves correctly. (I have to say that they always behaved
correctly. They shot you down with a
smile and a face with the expression, 'I am very sorry but I cannot help
it. It is fair play.')…"
-- Letter from J. J. A. "Bob"
Lieshout, Drieboomlaan, Netherlands, to my father, Boulder, Colo., Saturday,
August 4, 1945. Lieshout was my father's
penpal in the Netherlands.
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