This is the second of 87 letters exchanged during World War II between Nicholas Salvatore and Elizabeth Galloway.
For more see Nicholas and Elizabeth.
Friday, August 6, 1943
I was going to write you from on board the ship, but frankly the sea didn’t agree much with my constitution. My first time aboard a ship, who knew? I wasn’t the only one. But we’ve arrived safely across the pond. I wish I could tell you more but there’s no need to give the censor anything else to do. Anyway, if I do someday ignite his ire I would hope it would be for something a little blue, rather than giving away any details that could hurt the division. This place though, what they’ve already gone through, the entire country feels holy in a way. When the war is over I want to see every inch of this place. That is if there’s anything left.
The trip across wasn’t just about being sick though, there was also plenty of time to worry about things, such as U-boats. Haha. Seriously though, I’ve never experienced anything like being in the middle of a body of water so big that as far as you look in every single direction all you can see is more water. It’s at once incredible and terrifying. At night when the sun was setting, there were suddenly a whole mess of flying fish followed by dolphins, and I can’t begin to describe all of the colors in the sky and the water. It was beautiful.
I hope you do write, but don’t do it unless you want to. I understand, it was an odd request on my part. But if you do want to, I would love to hear from you.
Next letter – August 12, 1943