Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams, 1945 - Part 1 of 10

Conflict:
Second World War, 1939–45
Part of Quest:
Love Letters - Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams
Subject:
  • Love Letters
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Finalised
Accession number:
AWM2019.22.20
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TRKSSSETMTSEIC PENI - 8 B Street. PRISOHCR OF HRR RET Sexx A84 th2 Mat NX 1106/ AUSTRANA Sgt. Natester W. KESHA Hstratian Prsoner of Mar 87681.8 36 B3th Febuary 1945 STALAC 283. OlknarY Hulls dealing. what snce he tack allond to righ? There hans heewary mrail rom you this week, ao it well have to be a one- way convensation again- but anghaw, lets go. As wask, its been I tenific week hree, and to make matters worse Que had a cold into the baagain. I really need a heliday I knew, hus I wan to wait awhile yes lan seem to ged into the helday mood, ataarg as it sray seem. Developing into a carer waran ho Iden think I could ever he ane of those I like ay bed too mach of a menning fraid. Briling. Ine had a manderful day to day hose and Gahge (hes have) I have taken a lisnza, flar as Cramulla + Ms Dad & I wea down there for the day The sem was glaaius. Yet a beaut taw not sunbuan though. We swam in the menning and moss of the afternaan I would have stayed in langer hud my eyes became case such the cold + the sall water so I huaseed up to the house and dressed. Fer about an paye before ta we walked, along the paomenade advising the gandlas. Back to the hause then, far fea after which we settled dayen and listened to the Trea Madio Shew. Apars from the blessed mesquties- that was
the near pars of the wshee day. he caald watsh the seen on the water fren ol windens and hrae it was so very beautiful. As the waves would preak alsog the share, the secan whould gleam oo the crest of each, turning it to glaninng meacuay Oh gach daaling. I had a way therough attact of the lilves as ane stage. I seened to daeft away from the seom and was way aut there senew here in the niscaligh, taying to get reaser to you For that was what I wanted. To have your arns accund ne and to know you weren ever giing, amay again. Well, it was wre dreaning anyway. Eeven of the delappiintnens of amahening wwas incultable thac sues, haw ane yeu. In wered abou you dear more wersed than Iu theer for ago. I hape youre getting enough fead and clothing; thats all. Do rear to the ed of it do we are - do take care of yourself my sune. And dens you dane to say In selly because I waary either. hat a hid if it - I cans help wasdying, so that that. You hrevent told me haw much you lave me- nos fer a whole teek Obr goen - make it two asno full then you'll be equal to se Cause you know seething. I lave you fs hav alout that he more tearing to night swathears, I mus amay to bed afore my eyaleds sou tight. But I wasn faling when Ipaid I lave you. I nears I sevet. You be giad hrar + lave me aliend an inch more each dayth? Yous Heasthy
SGKFANGENENPOST. NER OF WAR POST. SVONE 8QFED NX11067 1945 Hetary De Male A 376 D 25 15 SHIESHERD RI A3HF1KLD, N.S.W S.306.
Nor DHinst 17/55 37 Byrnes Street, BEXLEY NS AISIRALIH

Datum 9th Jan 1945
Kriegsgefangenenlager
Dear Dot; It's that bloke again, late as usual only a card this week a letter next satisfied Dot 
It seem you mail not turning up very regular these days, so if in your next few letters 
things havent improved I send them by Aussie House and we'll see how that goes, however 
dont worry about it always remember what Ive told you, about everything wont you, this 
is our year Dot Im sure of it.  How are you anyhow Dot everything alright, doing any ice 
skating etc, as for myself Im in the pink.  Well young lady once more best wishes to all and 
keep the old fingers crossed, you must be tired of reading that,  Chee[[rs]] for now [[....]] Mac.

 

[*ŰBER NORD AMERIKA*]
Kriegsgefangenenpost  
Postkarte 
An Miss D. Williams
37 Byrnes Street
Empfangsort:   Bexley 
Strabe:        Sydney 
Land:       AUSTRALIA 
Landesteil (Provinz usw.) 

Gebűhrenfreil
Absender:
Vor- und Zuname:

Malcolm William Keshan
Gefangenennummer: 3768 (F.S.306)
Lager-Bezeichnung: Stalag 383.
Deutschland (Allemagne)

 

15th Jan 1945
Dearest Dot,         
Hullo darling we are well on our way into the New Year now, I wonder how 
much of this one we will be forced to waste Dot not much I hope I miss you darling and 
Im getting worse. How are you Dot no more horse kicks or skin complaints, Im a 
useless sort of a boy friend to have, all I do is give you a lot of worry and trouble, and when 
I should be there to comfort you, Im missing, I wish I could do something for you Dot any- 
thing at all as long as I was pleasing you, maybe I wouldnt feel so helpless then, its no 
good getting a letter saying Im sick with this complaint etc and not knowing whether you 
are getting better or whats going on I wouldnt mind if I was there to see whats going on. 
This is my third attempt to write this letter darling, funny that I should find it hard to write to 
you of all people, it must be that I love you so very much and cant say what I want to because 
you wont let me. I have finally managed to get a photo for you Dot, the other chap is a Kiwi 
friend of mine. Time is dragging this year Dot its only a little over a month since I 
last heard from you and yet it seems twice as long and it must be years since Ive had  
a snap, letters and snaps they are all very nice to get but there is only one thing that  
will satisfie me, and thats you. Im not very cheerful darling am I how are you Dot 
let me see know when you receive this your chillblanes will be starting to trouble you. 
[[?]]  or have you got rid of them by now. Have you been doing any skating lately 
Dot; I tried a bit the other day and Im worce than I used to be. I cant seem to get interested in 
anything these days, Dot; I hope you like the photo, I am not as thin as I look there so dont go 
worrying about me Im in the pink. Don't forget to write and let me know whats what darling 
what your thinking etc all about you I like those letters sweet just about you or us thats 
all give my best wishes to everyone once more and look after yourself just for me 
wont you darling and remember I love you and always will Cheerio Love Mac

 

Kriegsgefangenenpost 
Luftpost par avion 
  
An Miss D Williams 
37 Byrnes Street 
19.2.45-7 
Empfangsort: Bexley 
Straße: Sydney 
Kreis: NSW 
Land: AUSTRALIA 
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Absender: 
Vor -und Zuname: Malcom William Keshan 
Gefangenennmmer: 3768 (F.S.306) 
Lager-Bezeichnung: Stalag 383 
Deutschland (Allemagne)

 

9th Feb 1945 
My Dearest Dot; 
Well darling at long last another letter, written the day after your birthday. Dot say 
was it good to get; true to form I misjudged it once again and so my letters for that day were 
late. I didn't rap you over the knuckles to hard hard in my letter darling did I not enough to 
hurt; I wouldn't want to ever do that; but Im a bit stupid at times, its just that; what the use 
I cant explain in this Dot all I can say is I love you miss you, and at times it just gets the  
best of me, see what you do by holding out on me, I think I will have to take your advice Dot and  
put you across my knee, then take you by the arm and say now lets go, down to your Church 
and straighten things out a bit, do you reckon Id have any success that way darling You know 
sweet it took me as long to get past the first three words in your last letter as it did to read the 
rest, wishful thinking on my part; but there it is, you know me , give me an inch and a [[nickel]] 
is darling, see how you can get yourself misunderstood Dot just a your, or a mate, here and there 
and the damage is done, then again maybe you meant it for me, I wonder. How are you 
keeping Dot, everything going alright, no complaints, things are much the same here not a  
bit of interesting news for you, myself Im as fit as a fiddle and have only one complaint you  
know what that is, don't you. I hope you get my mail ok but don't worry if you miss out Dot 
for a bit of it is bound to go astray, Ill be able to tell you all about it myself soon anyhow Dot 
  you know the painting I had for you, well the chap who was bringing it home arrived on the 
[[?]] so if you haven't got it by this I guess its lost, still it wasn't much good anyhow, pretty 
poor for a birthday present. Believe me or not; now look at that I didn't mean to write that at all 
Im getting worce every day, but as I was going to say its taken me two and a half hours to write 
this last half of this letter, its hard to believe I know, but how can you write when you cant say 
the only things you want to, you just about have me beat darling you wont let me say what 
I want to. Still one of these days you wont be able to stop me. "Cheerio" All my Love Mac 

 

ÜBER GROSS BRITTANIE
Kriegsgefangenenpost 
Luftpost  
par avion 
  
An: Miss. D. Williams 
37 Byrnes Street 
Empfangsort: Bexley 
Straße: Sydney 
Kreis: N.S.W. 
Land: AUSTRALIA 
Landesteil (Provinz usw.) 
  
Stalag 383 
2 
Gepruft 
Gebuhrenfreil 
  
Absender: 
Vor -und Zuname: Malcolm William Keshan 
Gefangenennummer: 3768 (F.S.306) 
Lager-Bezeichnung: Stalag 383 
Deutschland (Allemagne) 

 

KRIEGSGEFANGENENPOST. 
PRISONER OF WAR POST. 

MISS D. WILLIAMS
37 Byrnes Street
BEXLEY. N.S.W
AUSTRALIA

AIR MAIL 
NX 11067 
Sgt. Malcolm W. KESHAM 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768. F.S.306 
STALAG 383 
GERMANY

25th February, 1945 
  
Hullo darling, 
What will we talk about to-night? There hasn't been any  
mail from you this week, so it will have to be a one-way  
conversation again- but anyhow, lets' go. At work, it's been a 
terrific week Mac, and to make matters worse I've had a cold 
into the bargain. I really need a holiday I know, but I want  
to wait awhile yet. Can't seem to get into the holiday mood, strange 
as it may seem. Developing into a career woman?  No, I don't 
think I could ever be one of those -  I like my bed too much of  
a morning 'fraid. Darling, Ive' had a wonderful day to-day, Norma 
and George (he's home!) have taken a [[hoya]] flat at Cronulla & 
Mum & Dad & I went down there for the day. The sun was  
glorious. Got a beaut tan - not sunburn though. We swam 
in the morning and most of the afternoon - I would have 
stayed in longer but my eyes became sore with the cold & the  
salt water so I hurried up to the house and dressed. For 
about an hour before tea we walked along the promenade 
admiring the gardens. Back to the house then, for tea,  
after which we settled down and listened to the Lux 
Radio Show. Apart from the blessed mosquitoes - that was 

 

the nicest part of the whole day. We could watch the moon on the  
water from our windows and Mac it was so very beautiful. 
As the waves would break along the the shore, the moon would 
gleam on the crest of each, turning it to gleaming mercury. 
Oh gosh darling, I had a way thorough attack of the 
blues at one stage. I seemed to drift away from the room 
and was way out there somewhere in the moonlight, trying 
to get nearer to you. For that was what I wanted, 
To have your arms around me and to know you weren't 
ever going away again. Well, it was nice dreaming anyway. 
Even if the disappointment of awakening was inevitable. 
Mac sweet, how are you? I'm worried about you dear-  
more worried than Ive' been for ages. I hope you're 
getting enough food and clothing; that's all. So near to 
the end of it as we are - do take care of yourself my sweet. 
And don't you dare to say I'm silly because I worry either! 
Not a bit of it - I can't help worrying, so thats' that. You  
haven't told me how much you love me - not for a whole 
week. Oh go on - make it two arms full,  then you'll  
be equal to me. 'Cause you know something: I love you 
too - how about that! No more teasing to-night sweetheart; I  
must away to bed afore my eyelids shut tight. But I wasn't 
fooling when I said I love you. I meant it sweet! You be 
good Mac- x love me about an inch more each day eh? Your 
Dorothy

 

SGEFANGENENPOST 
-NER OF WAR POST
BY AIR MAIL
PAR AVION

NX11067 
Sgt Malcolm. W. Kesham 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768, F.S. 306, 
STALAG 383  

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From: 
Miss D. WILLIAMS 
37 Byrnes Street 
BEXLEY. NSW 
AUSTRALIA. 
  
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