Letters between Malcolm William Kesham and Dorothy Williams, January-June 1944 - Part 13 of 14

Conflict:
Second World War, 1939–45
Subject:
  • Love Letters
Status:
Finalised
Accession number:
AWM2019.22.18
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From. Mis A Mdms 27 Byenes Street BESS AUSTRALIA.
Reg. NO NXIlO6J Rant Sgt Name of Sender MISS DAMLAELAES MALCOLA Name M A Address L7. Byraes Street Prison No. 3768 (1747) Camp. Dranne Country of Internment CFRMANL AUTRAnA A1A MALL Lad June, 1944 te Deasest hray, Iue juss finished washing my hain and was settling down to waite to you, when I heard Haddie whictling a sanf Miss Jhnsen phened again to day He always whictler that kong whenever there is any mail from you; I don's know how it started but eveay time I hear i, I make an dincr for Had's packes There were thace cands and than letters darling -umagine that! The dates of the cards mere Lefar & 2141 2 27th Feb. The letters ath Jan 7 14 th Jeb. Mac, Aden's know whas I wer did to deserued sayone as sweet as you lanagime. When Lread your letter in neply to that cestain ade of mine I feet so teasibly lovely for you and so quateful for you understanding that Dwas tempted to wait hem and there and tell you I would manny you. For I know mac sweet, I will never find another penson with a nature like yours. Ohr Iraalise that you have monents of yealucy- I can till you do by the little dige you give me in your letters. But thats only hunlan nature henever Ihaple needed pur lave and understanding you have always been there, and ever have you letioe dener I can quite lauly undenstand your letters, so dons let that susgay you Mas Always in my peast Tearny the picture of you, that lass nigh you held me close and I mander again why Ididns tell you the that I leved you. Ser Idid lave you dalling, only I was I sure i would last Ohmas Idowish you caul come home and till
me that xune night. You alway have been But if you can wait until then; and you say you can, ithen I would be much happier Skipping your nex letter a moniens, let ime explain about this "honly businers, as you call is. I'll have to admit - its a wead I never use, except mayhe when Im foalling with Betty You knowe one pretty well dens you ary Mas P.O.R. Swans eaer call you that again; is didd's sound right as the time I wrote it ut Im alway seased tha y letters will pound montanduely alike; thats the reason Jused that woud Deny my swell ban dou again And caumby darling, fex petes pake da ever think Im changing, for if ithatt now you wan me, then I wen ever chanlge. I paetty bad, Mac, Cikors it, longing for some are sommuch that it almgst huats thats haw I fee rnd I wush too, that you were here & I could tell you Thats stupid the for if you wise here, I mauldes he feeling that way. Mac, dant euc say you shoulde's say this ar that, because whenever you are waiting to me well dailing, ite the neanese ting I have to me your being with you and having you tell me there things. Mac I lave you so much my dasling be sure of that will you I kaow, and whats more, I know you know, that I wand be much langer now Mac, befshe will be bach together again and that the day Im waiting and praying fo. Ima next letter Ill answer your lther letters and give you any nems. Righ now I feel po full of lave for you that Fcauldhs concentuate an anything so ordinany as ews we are all very well hrac Im ip- top Tonnow - Ceenio dear & All My have Deasthy
m POST PRISONER OF WAR KRIEGSEEFANGENYSTOSN 144 $i 1245P 5 8 60 Rankle Name Nx106/, Lgt Maicony WI KESuAM AUSTRALIAN PRISONER ON WAR No 5768/1747. CSAAb S82 CCevve Country of Intemmont o ancooos
From MISS JMLLANS 37 Byrnes Shreet DXLFY NS.M. AOSTRALIA
KICOCCANCENENS AIR MAIL PRISONER OFHAR POST. 37 Byrnes Street 3 BEXLEY. N.S.H. NX11067 Sta1ad SCT. M.W. KESHAM. AUSTRRLIR AOSTRAWAN PRISONER OF HRR 3768 (1747). STALAC 383, GERMANY. C Jith June, 1944 MMy dearest Mrac. Tere me go again, on another weeks letter. How are you darling? Wish Iesued see your face this week + hear (what you have to say about this latess iems. It's wonderful OMac. Fnour now con, its only a matter of time, and, with God's help, that wan's be long. Last Monday I was tryping Laway at some wook, when I lasked up to find a give with a long lax ifea hiss Williams. Ous of the clear hine shies there was a piox of the smeetesg feamers ever Thank you, sweet If you can yagine the thrce of delight eveaytime something tohy that happens ito come - them youge know how much a thought like that imeans to ioel There were vislets & wall flowens, subetpeas and hyacinths - just my fausaites; thats all. And because it was you who pens them to me, well, I wen araund un a glaw all (tthat day. The nexs day I pheaed your mother and thanked her for her past in sending them (to me and also its tell her about the three letters and cands I received from you on Saturday. Im going our on Wednesday night next feu tld; pusbals May and I wee go to a show afterwards Yee Idc, I like may This so matter of ffact, and so buighs always. I suppose Ine thld you that a millise times at least To day I feel particularly beerful daaling, cbecause a friend of swas came home last night, after haiing heen away almost two years. You met him cal night mac the fins time you taskne to the pictures in tawng He and his basther came in for supper. Haused Young is his iname, and he lives almoss apposite us here. He hay I chased
when I was a ked, endeavoring to hiis hear - inow you remembe who I mear, don't you? Mac when I see how excity I get at his hemecomning I begin to wonder how Ill be able to ptand the excitement of youas. More than likely I'll be going asound ir are beg dream ((Haveing, daaling; what a state we two will be in Shat that will mind. As I waite this letter Im dang a shiver here in my bed asso. If Iwaso's so lagry, Ia go and put on the sadiater, bus I can wait untill yoke to the launge acom. Bess was up this meaning, with the haly, and of ceuase I was n my seventh heaven. Munt, Had + I had bn evening at the local pictures las nigh & saw quite a good show. Or -Walmost farget to tell you Hamilton us down on leave remember the chap I used to wosh with? His very much the same, although he seems to be quiet + rast as kyy a guosbag as we tought himr Tearder the picture Grygdhew of him - on wasied your drawing Gelly, new far away (that semb. To monoow is fus ane more haliday I miss out for As you see, its no damour - you that I have. But Im stell the same. Leas Withink so and my friends would paetly seon tip mne off if I began to Langer. Mac darling, I buss you so very much - his doesn's help any as time goes cont Its paetly Inight, what semehody waste - To- day is gove, Another day has lmped, To your the endless weary Chair Ilf waiting days, And I am not with you. "I know how he feet as he waste that little nease, for Iresent the passing of tme whele you are away, every fiel as imuch. The one consolation is that Seach day gane, hastens on another to massow which will bving idencemone to gether. Chior up daaling- and Ill always be loving you remember, well yent Big Cheearo Heasthy
CSCCC SONER OF WAR ROST. 0 1- 25 13 ME Xx11067, Sgt. Walcold Wm hen MS.WAUS 190 Rustratian Prisoner of War xx v8 t 1f/47) STRLAO 383. CxEMAN 17 6
thor FD.WILIANS 3p Byrnes Staet BEXLEY. N.S.W. AUSTRARIA

PRISONER OF WAR POST
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST

Rank & Name NX 11067, Sgt. MALCOLM W.KESHAM
AUSTRALLAN PRISONER OF WAR No 3768 (1747)
Camp STALAG 383,
Country of Internment GERMANY
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From Miss D.WILLIAMS
37 Byrnes Street.
BEXLEY. N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA.
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Reg. NO NX11067 Rank Sgt.                                  
Name MALCOLM WILLIAM KESHAM.                                     
Prison No 3768(1747). Camp STALAG 383            
Country of Internment GERMANY.   
                    
Name of Sender Miss D.WILLIAMS.
Address 37 Byrnes Street,
BEXLEY N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
AIR MAIL    3rd June, 1944

My Dearest Mac,
Ive’ just finished washing my hair and was settling down
to write to you, when I heard Daddie whistling a song “Miss
Johnson phoned again to-day.” He always whistles that song whenever
there is any mail from you; I don't know how it started but every
time I hear it, I make a dive for Dad’s pocket. There were three
cards and three letters darling - imagine that! The dates of the cards
were 20 Jan & 21st & 27th Feb. The letters 24th Jan, 7 & 14 th Feb.
Mac, I don’t know what I ever did to deserve anyone as sweet as you
loving me. When I read your letter in reply to that certain one of
mine I felt so terribly lonely for you and so grateful for your
understanding that I was tempted to write then and there and
tell you I would marry you. For I know, Mac sweet, I will never
find another person with a nature like yours. Oh I  realise that
you have moments of jealousy - I can tell you do by the little digs
you give me in your letters. But that's only human nature.
Whenever I have needed your love and understanding you have
always been there, and never have you let me down. I can quite
easily understand your letters, so don’t let that worry you Mac.
Always in my heart I carry the picture of you, that last night, as
you held me close and I wonder again why I didn’t tell you then
that I loved you. For I did love you darling, only I wasn’t sure
it would last. Oh Mac I do wish you could come home and tell

 

me that you’re right. You always have been. But if you can wait until
then, - and you say you can, - then I would be much happier.
Skipping your next letter a moment, let me explain about this
"honey" business, as you call it. I'll have to admit - it's a word
I never use, except maybe when I'm foolling with Betty. You
know me pretty well don't you my Mac? O.K. I won't ever call
you that again; it didn't sound right at the time I wrote it,
but I'm always scared that  my letters will sound monotonously
alike; that's the reason I used that word. Sorry my sweet.  Won't
do it  again. And crumbs darling, for pete's sake don't ever
think I'm changing, for if that's how you want me, then I
won't ever change. It's pretty bad Mac, isn't it, longing for someone
so much that it almost hurts. That's how I feel and I
wish too, that you were here & I could tell you. That's stupid tho',
for if you were here, I wouldn't be feeling that way. Mac, don't
ever say you shouldn't say this or that, because whenever you
are writing to me - well darling, its the nearest thing I have to
your being with you me and having you tell me these things. Mac
I love you so much my darling - be sure of that will you?
I know, and what's more, I know you know, that it won't be
much longer now Mac, before we'll be back to-gether again
and that's the day I'm waiting and praying for. In my
next letter I'll answer your other letters and give you any
news. Right now I feel so full of love for you that I couldn't
concentrate on anything so ordinary as news. We are all very
well Mac - I'm tip- top. For now - Cheerio dear & All My Love
Dorothy

 

PRISONER OF WAR POST
KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST
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5 JUN
1944
N.S.W. AUST.
Rank & Name NX11067, Sgt MALCOLM W. KESHAM,
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR NO. 3768 (1747)
Camp STALAG 383,       3rd June 44
Country of Internment   GERMANY           198

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From MISS D.WILLIAMS
37 Byrnes Street
BEXLEY N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
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KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST. 
PRISONER OF WAR POST. 
NX11067, 
SGT. MALCOLM WILLIAM KESHAM, 
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 3768 (1747), 
STALAG 383, 
GERMANY. 

AIR MAIL 

MISS D. WILLIAMS
37 BYRNES STREET,
BEXLEY. N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA. 

11th June, 1944
 
My dearest Mac,
Here we go again, on another week's letter. How are you
darling? Wish I could see your face this week & hear what
you have to say about this latest news. It's wonderful
Mac. From now on, it's only a matter of time, and, with
God's help, that won't be long. Last Monday I was typing
away at some work, when I looked up to find a girl with
a long box "for Miss Williams". Out of the clear blue skies
there was a box of the sweetest flowers ever. Thank you, sweet.
If you can imagine the thrill of delight everytime something
like that happens to me - then you'll know how much a
thought like that means to me. There were violets & wallflowers,
sweetpeas and hyacinths - just my favourites, - that's all. And
because it was you who sent them to me, well, I went around
in a glow all that day. The next day I phoned your Mother
and thanked her for her part in sending them to me and also
to tell her about the three letters and cards I received from you on
Saturday. Im' going out on Wednesday night next for tea; probably
May and I will go to a show afterwards. Gee Mac, I like May.
She's so matter-of-fact, and so bright always. I suppose Ive' told you
that a million times at least. To-day I feel particularly cheerful
darling; because a friend of ours came home last night, after
having been away almost two years. You met him one night
Mac the first time you took me to the pictures in town.
He and his brother came in for supper. Harold Young is his
name, and he lives almost opposite us here. The boy I chased

 

when I was a kid, endeavoring to kiss him - now you remember
who I mean, don't you? Mac when I see how excited I get at his
homecoming I begin to wonder how Ill' be able to stand the
excitement of yours. More than likely Ill' be going around in one
big dream. Darling, darling, what a state we two will be in!
Not that we'll mind. As I write this letter Im' doing a shiver here
in my bed-room. If I wasn't so lazy I'd go and put on the
radiator, but I can wait until I go out to the lounge room. Bess was
up this morning, with the baby, and of course I was in my seventh
heaven. Mum, Dad & I had an evening at the local pictures last
night & saw quite a good show. Oh - I almost forgot to tell you -
Hamilton is down on leave -remember the chap I used to work
with? He's very much the same, although he seems to be quiet &
not as big a "gas-bag" as we thought him. ‘Member the picture
Greg drew of him - or was it your drawing? Golly, how far away
that seems. To-morrow is just one more holiday I miss out on.
As you see, it's no "glamour-job" that I have. But Im' still
the same. Least I think so- and my friends would pretty
soon tip me off if I began to change. Mac darling, I miss
you so very much - it doesn't help any as time goes on.
Its pretty right, what somebody wrote - "To-day is gone, Another
day has limped, To join the endless weary chain Of waiting
days, And I am not with you." I know how he felt as he
wrote that little verse, for I resent the passing of time while
you are away, every bit as much. The one consolation is that
each day gone, hastens on another to-morrow which will
bring us once more to-gether. Chin up darling - and Ill'
always be loving you - remember, will you? Big Cheerio
Dorothy

 

KREIGSGEFANGENENPOST
PRISONER OF WAR POST.
NX11067, Sgt. Malcolm William
Australian Prisoner of War 3768 (1747)
STALAG 383
GERMANY                     
11th June 44
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FROM:
MISS D. WILLIAMS, 
37 Byrnes Street,
BEXLEY N.S.W.
AUSTRALIA
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