Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams, January-June 1943 - Part 6

My Dearest Dot       3rd Mar 1945 
Received a second letter from you direct to this place, 11th Dec as your letters don't arrive 
in correct order your latest has me all confused. I had a letter from home telling me George 
was married, it was a surprise, give them both my kindest regards, and say I'm sorry I was 
unable to attend the wedding. I give up darling I can't figure your letters out. I never 
know exactly how I stand with you, and I don't have to ask your Father darling I 
know your sweet in the morning. I think your sweet all the time as a matter 
of fact you are the Grandest little person Ive ever known and Ill bring you a whole 
cart load of rosebuds every morning, theres nothing I wouldn't do for you darling, my 
only wish Dot is to be with you all the time, and you neednt wonder what I'm doing 
over here at a PM or any other time, just say to yourself he's thinking of me you'll be 
wright. I guess I'd better change the subject "sorry sweet". Kosiosko is not on our list Dot 
in the first place think of your poor little hands with those nasty old chillblains 
that alone rules Kosi out and anyhow I can't ski so we will go somewhere else instead. 
I cant send anymore snaps Dot only what I already have sent, I was lucky 
to get those taken there not much good are they. You must have missed a lot of 
my letters darling or maybe your idea of nice and mine are different but if 
I don't say anything nice to you don't think it's because I don't want to I do more 
than anything else in the world but how can I put it on this scrap of paper I want 
to say these things to you personally so that I can make you realise how very 
sincere I am in what I say, and one of the most important things you should know 
by this that is I want you to marry me darling or maybe you didn't know well that's just 
between you me & the censor. I know I shouldn't have said that darling with things  
the way they are but the truth will always come out. Wish everyone all the best for 
me and take care of yourself for me darling. All my love. Always Your Mac.

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Kriegsgefangenenpost 
July 17th 1943. 
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Luftpost par avion 
An Miss. D. Williams. 
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Empfangsort: 37 Byrnes Street 
StraBe: Bexley 
Kreis: N.S.W 
Land: Australia 
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Vor- und Zuname: Malcolm William Keshan 
Gefangenennummer: 1747 
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KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST 
NX11067 
SGT.KESHAM. M.W., 
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 1747, 
OFLAG 3C GERMANY 
AIRMAIL 
  
MISS D.WILLIAMS, 
37 Byrnes Street, 
 BEXLEY. N.S.W. 
AUSTRALIA 
7th March, 1943. 
  
Stalag 383 
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My Dearest Mac, 
Was I grumbling very much in my last 
letter to you sweet? Maybe I should apologise to 
someone for all my moans, because last Wednesday 
brought a letter from you - dated 17th October. I 
had been to your place for dinner and found that 
your mother had received a postcard from you 
that day. Of course I was in a mad hurry to 
get home once I knew that. Gosh Mac it's great to 
hear from you after all that long three months. 
"Never rains but it pours" is the saying and so 
it was with me. Next day there appeared a  
postcard - dated November 14th. Both it and the 
letter I already know by heart, I've read it so often. 
You tell me not to be disappointed if your mail 
drops off a bit - I'm telling you now - don't be 
silly. I can't help being disappointed, but I do 
know what you mean and I won't worry so much 
now you have told me. But it's not so good. Mail 
is the only thing I have to bring me into touch 
with you. However - no use moaning. Say Mac, 
apparrently I have worried you about Kelly. Don't 
sweet. I know you were only teasing me, and 
even if I do think you dumb - maybe I like dumb 
people. Anyhow, no matter how dumb you may 
be, with me you're tops - remember that sweet.

This week has been pretty good for me Mac. Lots 
of nice things happened this week. Little things 
but they all mount up. Young Margaret is just  
as funny as ever - I get a great kick out of her 
always. May told her I was coming out that 
night and she promptly asked if Uncle Mac 
would be with me. She catches on quickly I think. 
I said to your Mother "I'll tell Mac that" and she  
nodded and smiled. She's such a dear. Next week-end 
I'm going out to Cronulla to spend the week-end 
with them. I'll have a swim for you eh? There 
certainly is no place like Aussie, but also no 
lads like Australian lads. Especially you. Fancy 
wondering why I put up with you! Listen to 
that! I could fill a letter of over seven pages 
with that, but I'll keep it till I see you Mac. 
Remember my  cousin Jack - you met him the last 
night you were here. He is down for awhile and 
just at present he and George are sitting outside 
magging their heads off. They are in different jobs 
and are comparing notes. Joanna and I are bored 
stiff and left them. But we'd better go and break 
it up I think, before they get in too deep. Aren't 
letters short these days Mac. I miss not being able 
to write seven pages to you. look after yourself 
darling and keep your chin up. Kindest Regards 
from all here at home. All My Love. Dorothy

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Miss D. Williams, 37 Byrnes St. Bexley. N.S.W. AUSTRALIA 
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KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST 
NX11067, 
SGT.KESHAM, M.W., 
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 1747 
OFLAG 111 C GERMANY 
  
AIRMAIL 
  
MISS D. WILLIAMS, 
37 Byrnes Street,  
BEXLEY. N.S.W. 
AUSTRALIA. 
  
Stalag 383 
12 
Geprűft 
  
14th March, 1943. 
Dearest Mac, 
Gosh am I tired! I've been out at Cronulla 
all day and I'm so full of air and sun and 
salt water that I'll probably go to sleep while 
I pen this letter. It was a beautiful day Mac. 
Quite a crowd was there when I eventually arrived. 
(I say eventually, because I was about two hours 
late, waiting for Daddie to drive me out.) There 
was Gloria and Len, May and Young Margaret, 
your Mum and Dad, Fay, Jack and his little wee 
wife Joy (she's the nicest little thing isn't she?) 
a friend of Gloria's husband- Dick somebody and 
Florence from next door. The weather wasn't so 
good, rather windy and inclined to be cool but 
Fay and I and the others went swimming nevertheless. 
I nearly laughed myself sick over Jack - heavens 
he is funny Mac. If only you could have been 
there though - it would have been just grand 
then. Work again to-morrow - and my, am I 
going to have Mondayitis! I wonder will I have 
any more letters from you Mac, in this batch? 
As a rule they never take four months and I  
thought there may be one of a later date. Does 
the postman ever know how popular he is, when 
he brings mail from you - I wonder. Anyhow 
Mac darling, how are you? Let's see, you should 
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well and truly into summer [[eve?]] this. With us 
the weather is not so warm and days are getting 
so much shorter. I don't expect to get in much more 
swimming after to-day. And what'd you know! 
I didn't even get burned to-day, even though we 
were in the water a long time. Gosh isn't Joy 
a funny little thing - she's so tiny. Jack had a 
great laugh this afternoon - he caught me  
kneeling down on the floor in front of the mirror 
doing my hair. Arthur went to your Mother and 
told her we had two extremes in the house - Joy 
has to stand on tip toe to see herself, and I have 
to kneel down. Well sweet, it's one of those cloudy 
nights to-night with a star peering through now 
and then. I feel in the need to write you a  
long letter - you know, - the kind you like. 
Only it would take pages and pages so no can 
do. Perhaps I'll write one to you one of these 
nights and seal it up and put it away until 
you come home - how's that? You'll have quite 
a lot of mail to read when you return darl. 
You know that makes me feel good just to say 
that phrase - when you return. I know that 
all told it's not such a bad old world and I won't 
have to try and make words on paper convey my 
love to you. Cheerio my dear. Chin up. Love Dorothy

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Miss D. Williams, 37 Byrnes St., Bexley. 
N.S.W. AUSTRALIA.  
  
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