Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams, July-December 1943 - Part 15
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Hullo Darling, 2nd Dec 1943
In your last batch of letters you kept asking me to tell you how I pass the time here, so I
will see what I can do, it will be a bit of a change for you anyhow, even if it's not very interesting
I expect you must get a bit sick of reading the same old things every time Dot , anyhow theres not
a great deal to tell you, footy or should I say all outdoor sports, are at a standstill until after
winter now, if the ground isn't frozen, the mud is that deep it's impossible to even walk about,
so most of the time is spent playing patience, bridge, chess, or if you can find a good book reading
but good books are scarce, sometimes we get a show worth seeing at our theatre if you can
call it that, if we wish we can study various different subjects. I dont think I need tell that does
not interest me, too dum, however if you dont wish to do anything else you can always sleep, it
may surprise you but I dont do much of that either, I do spend lots of time thinking though I have
plenty of time to do that also. Im hard to please though darling, they could give me the best of every
thing and I still wouldnt be satisfied, not unless I could be with you when I wanted too, and I always
want to, your the only person I really miss or that really worries me, you only do that because no
matter how hard I try to get it out of my mind the thought is always there, What if some one
else comes along, you dont have to tell me Im crazy I know I am darling about you, and dont
go telling me Ive got to have faith in you, I have Dot all the faith in the world and I believe in
you, those two points seem to have been worrying you lately, I'm damed if I know why
but you need never worry about them Dot. Gosh darling I started to tell you about the camp I
seem to have wandered a little, havent I but never mind there wasnt anything else to tell anyhow
Dot every day is just the same Christmas and all. By the way dont be surprised which way my
mail comes I keep changing about a bit, how is it going still rolling in. Well darling if we keep
wishing maybe next Christmas will be spent together, it wont be for the want of wishing if
its not: However its Cheerio for the time being best wishes to all, and to you All my love Mac
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST
Luftpost
par avion
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An___Miss D Williams
Empfangsort: 37 Byrnes Street
StraBe: Bexley
Kreis: N.S.W
Land: Australia
Landesteil (Previnz usw.)
Absender:
Vor- und Zunaime: Malcolm William Kesham
Gefangenennummer: 3768 (1747)
Lager-Bezeichnnug: M.-Stammlager 383
Duetschland (Allemagne)
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST
NX 11067
SGT. KESHAM, M.W
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 3768
STALAG 383
GERMANY
AIR MAIL
Miss D. Williams,
37 Byrnes Street,
BEXLEY. N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
5th December, 1943.
My Darling -
Another week has gone - one week nearer to our day
Mac. How have you been, sweet? Been receiving lots of
mail lately? I have been lucky - had a card and another
letter. Oh darling - it's so good to get your letters. I get so
damn blue when they're late in arriving. You say you're
going to be hard to get rid of huh? Maybe I won't
want to get rid of you though, what then? Gee - imagine
having you here at home in front of a fire with me,
listening to the wireless. I can feel happy by just
thinking about it. Then I won't have to worry about
anything- I don't want to darling. Just let's you and
I have the thrill of being to -gether again. I've
thought about it so many hundreds of times - it's become a
sorta ache now - if you know what I mean. Listen
darling - please don't worry about being over there not
able "to please" me. Don't you know that could never
be - 'cause you're doing that, simply by loving me.
In this dizzy world of to-day that is the one thing
I have faith in and the extent of our love kinda
makes me very humble Mac. So, as I've 'said' so many
times before, don't let this time be wasted - learn
all you can. I don't know what; but anything -
knowledge of any kind is something. Think of all the
people the world over who, right at this moment, are
wishing they had the time to learn various things.
You have the time darling. Play a trick on Fate and don't
waste it, that's all. We are all very well Mac. My job is
going fine; sweet. Had a rise in salary last week.
Bought a cute little case last Friday - and put it away
(don't laugh) in my "bottom drawer". I have quite a lot
in that same drawer Mac. Sorta saving up. Norma
and I were swimming at Cronulla yesterday Mac. It
wasn't such a good day but already I am beginning to
get a brown-up. Received a letter from George yesterday
He's having himself a time - he's contented at last.
Because now he reckons he's really doing 'something'
They are playing 'Noel' on the radio, and it' brings on
thoughts of Christmas. I hope you had a Christmas that
was good darling - be super and write me all about
it. Of course we'll be thinking of you Mac & wondering
& praying for next Christmas. I'm 'sending' you another
photo with this letter sweet - taken out on the front steps
a few weeks back. Just ignore that curl on my forehead
' cause it slipped down just as Dad snapped me. Anyhow
it's yours and I do hope you like it. There's just enough
room for me to write you a favorite poem of mine. I often
hear it over the radio - When you are gone away I think of
you and pray - that God's unfolding presence may protect
and guide you everywhere. Until we met again in his
appointed way - his chosen place & hour - to tell how he has
led us day by day, and kept us by his power. May the Lord
watch between thee and me - when we are apart - one from
the other. Goodnight my darling. And remember I love you
Always - Dorothy
GSGEFANGENENPOST
ONER OF WAR POST AIR MAIL
SYDNEY
11 AM
9 7 DEC 9
1943
N.S.W. AUST
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Sgt. KeSham, M.W
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5th Dec 43
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Miss D. WILLIAMS
37 Byrnes Street
BEXLEY. N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST
NX11067,
SGT. KESHAM, M.W.,
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 3768,
STALAG 383
GERMANY
AIR MAIL
MISS D. WILLIAMS,
37 Byrnes St.,
BEXLEY. N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
10th December, 1943.
My Dearest -
I'm kinda early with my letter this week, but I'm
going down the Wanni again on Saturday night so I
want to get this letter away early. How are you darling?
Let's see - it will be about March when you get this and no
doubt still pretty cold? Oh Mac I wish you were on your
way home - time is going by and the years stretching out -
it's so long sweet and I'm getting so terribly lonely without you.
That still goes - what I told you months back about places
and things not mattering when the person is not able to
share those things & those places. However, I still claim that
we're luckier than most Mac - we've got a future to look
ahead to, and so many have no future. At home here
we're all very well - Pop's planning right now on how
he's going to paper the breakfast-room wall. Mum's mend-ing
something of mine I think and all evening I have
been sewing on a ballet frock for our Physical Culture
Concert, next Wednesday. Yes, I still go along to
Physi Mac - we came second in our competition this year, did
I tell you? It's a good way to fill in an evening and
anyway - I always did like anything in that line. I've
been to one or two dances lately Mac, but I suffer the
same trouble there too - get to thinking of you - and
wondering how long it's going to be. Do most of my
dancing with Elva & Sam - remember - Sam was my
tennis partner? Elva's his wife. They're a great couple,
just you wait until you meet them. Plain simple
people who love fun - real good friends. They know
everytime I receive a letter from you - what you're doing
and whether you're happy. Most of my friends do
though. It's always Mac, - Mac-Mac. Gee honey, do you
really know how much I love you and miss you? I
wonder sometimes if you ever will! We haven't had
any news of Jack yet - we are still holding out hopes
though. I'm remembering the weeks when you were missing.
That was really an awful time. Haven't seen your family
for a few weeks Mac - been fairly busy sewing and such.
Must get out to see them before Christmas. I shouldn't
keep saying it I know - but I wish you were coming
home this Christmas. But here's to that day, darling!
We'll fit in all we have missed these past three
years - and how we will! There's the end of my short
letter already. Big "Cheerio" Mac - from we all here in
Aussie. We're very proud of you lads & we're praying
it won't be long ere you return. My little prayer is
added to that, dearest Mac. Until next week, once
again, as always, - here's my love - Dorothy.
PRISONER OF WAR POST
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST
AIR MAIL
SYDNEY
4.15AM
10 18 DEC 10
1943
N.S.W.AUST
Stalag 383
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Rank & Name Sgt. Keshan, M. W
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR No. 3768,
Camp Stalag 383,
Country of Internment Germany
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From MISS. D. WILLIAMS
37 Byr Stree
BEXLEY
AUS
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