Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams, 1945 - Part 2 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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- REESOETMOEIEIRPT 3/ Byrnes Staot Mearek or NAA AOT CCXEL NSH 4 Man HXI1067 AWSTRANR S Malalonr W Keuham Austealian Preances of War 2760 55206 4 Manch 1943 Stalag 283 Year any Fullo darling This us me (hsif you sidnt knew) This week I am a very disappointed firherweaan hana, George Asde + syaeef wens fishing this monning - no, was a memeont, while I tell you why we desh catch any fety It was pretty hand getting ous of hed fine of all cause Iwent to the laase puture shaw laskaight + was awfully seepy So we got down too late to here a leas as Lea Ulys- had to waid until 1 por. O.R so we sas down and fished from the yetty which was placer stepid cause I lose any haid at least a dgers temes in the sea we neanly I sean had encugh of that so hona. I get the lash ready and lunch kept us orcupeed unal yeur. Blaw is all - when we could have got a leas a sterm blew up and made the sea too saugh! Do we came hame minus any blessed fish. Qregt it was good setting in the run this mosning and the dawe in the car was awfulfy nce way a iminute Lyten- Iden's know what to do about this family of mine! Ad you know what - as I was writing this I heard theirs Jhneen Phered again to day being inhistted Ards the sang Dad Always whictles heaven knows haw it started) wheneven these is any mail from you Beng Sunday I theught Iwes inaguing things he
sune enaugh, the mean things has two letters, letter & case rether & had them since yesterday menning twese keeping them langer to suapise me cauld I wauldons be expeding them an a Sunday Weel, as a master of fact I think do wenderful ren the middle of a letter to yeu and here is one back from you. Uer convensation berane, for a meacers, a twwo way type and dareingit was wenderful. The date you letter bese was 1oth Aler 750 and the are the same date. But ah Eral, has letter we such a sad soe lane ases doa while Iguve you a tighs hugard make you feel better. That better? Hans eer git so aad on se again swethear Idedas mean to sense on you so. And seal you wesey - I can wai until an night for you to tell me all these things you are saving up fer me. The mann thing Ialready hac anyway you love me that will see me through the peser and you will he packs asen to hep an wh the filrce Iealent heep laughing when you said you caulsa's get pas the freas dear in taying to imagene our first right after you came have Goch. dee bet nether of as knew what we say a do and we want tind well me daalirg? Wn wersy alawd my netepering the dess quikly dreable is, Iee pockably snrash is, endersousing to husny. You knoweyaire making e awfully carions what is it that you Recember to well. I sheuld staw you off two tust thin up sanething s hep you quesning unal you tell we what I wans to know well hie by dear. In iff to bes aad I weas need secking to night. Thaid Ill have to deeser you hessed re guet. night I whas a snces dresar that would be. See yeu neat wek the Mac & den's fenges to till that dear blake hew wch Plese hem Aoetty
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KRIEESCEFANCENENPDST D. WIANANS 1755 37 Symnes Street PRISOrER OF WAR RST 416 Mar OCXICTASH XX1106/ AODTRALIA. Sgt. Natesto H. KeSar7 Hostratan Preoner of Mar 1768.3. 306 14th Narch, 1945 STALAC 383. CERNANT Fullo my deasest, Haw are you this letter brayle of I was singing you up Ia fucr say ssmething very codinary to you. Semthing leke: hrac. Hulls whas are you doing un . Then why deas yor came seer and talk to me this evening. Id like so much to talk to you this evening dealing would you later to me will youI ramble on awhile? Good. Ther came and set ar the llurge & let me sid with my head against your haas. If I ahould Geodraws occasionelly, jus bend down and hiss me awake, well you? Iin awefully tlaspy - weve been fishing (hys lester - Iwish you could hear that seng theyre singing on the yeseless. Its Plose mrasie and coming night now it seems that it is sung for a special reaser. These woods I shall always love for you wadle thenr real for me) But lots get bark to faling Te didad cash many Tans to be exact and they were very serall trac we had mare fine to day, and laughed mone than in years. Selly things happened to us. The finss beas we hired oud a Chapran pup lauish last the paspellen, and we had Moaaes & had to be tewed task head beat shipped wate And arenched us as the moter naced round, shawering
rs Mennishile. Mesma. Geange cane, and Dellys a of hamas. You, nighters have hod we dailing, had you en we on my may hame. mend leeased face, and haw yor two placts either use. Glanens was miles away. Ge swees you'll be think ing that I can's ener lock gladeusous, lins sogn if I tay And if I have time- and doas wans to do anything else. Bighy now I quess I leah what I am- just a sleepys sunberand hed a has levely for you luish you cauld fud me to slap in your asms hac, kiss me on my sumbuant nose & tuck we into bed. Gpe Id sleep withous socking then. I lave you se much hac. Wesning you to b plenty strang when you came calling an we cause Inging to herg you as tight as chs he hey any a yetely tege an the ie tephe aunder the tensthl placte an al yar perenar, to ties ho ale to tate o her often new Meet call your haken to masen. May said she pain's ben well rshis working to havd Lushily she gas ar heliday new week shill have to nest then well have to seald her to cmsaeu. Quickly saethesns. Im going to slep heis me Perhaps youd hetter get youself a roman who decsnd eat + slep to mct hrer and the prepared for trenble from me if you do I know you wculant dauting its peas that I lave to tease, you so much. Ave you garg to tuck me m? came along then casse In going to red now Gylright my deadest you, and sleep Hight. Gea bless you moe sices Darethy All my Truce
SCEFANCENENPOST WER OF HRR POST A4 E1an 145 AX11067 3 MSM.A Set Malcalm W. Keshan, Australian Prisoner of War 3/68, F.5.306, Alag 28 15 SHEPHERD Rot ASHFIELD Aan N.S.W Hustratio 2.6.47 &
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Der MISS D. WILLLANS 37 Byrnes Street, 178 UALL PRISONER OF NAR POST BELLEY. N.S.N., AUGTRALLA. NIOST SOT MALCOLM W. KESEAN, AUSTRALLAN PRISONER OF NAR 3768, P.S. 306, 18th March, 1945 STALAG 383, CMA Hullo dailing- Sunday night again and time for another you and I ressier New are yu hac. I haven's had any mail from you this week and honss- I could do with seare. Always begin to Gellenely again when I cans see are of your letters for a few weeks then Dget a letter from yeu and hehald! Dn loheber than ever! So whats a gal tto de well here's another week behind us - another to get then Reses so litle time to figue things oud dailing Sundays are all too sher Idens get pach here pen peak until Saturday 213 pnr, and In all for a adesne then. Anghow, a least Iear dusm- and sight now shis dacaming of long week ends, and I mean long- with you axound samewhere, predably being a pesh of a tarners and hating me noar an upen had near enaught for me to really know youre have. Please, do you mad if Iroas oo you accasionally - in a nuce way? Youre pound to say that you do hee paid like it really. Ye thac, has a heart. day to day. Accound from week hered b yacks for the day and Bailed way up meddle Iaslous. I was a glaisus day & lay up on the tep in a sun suit and you should see su back now darling baswen as a bessy. The whole day was a pug succers. weayose knew are another and were vear favendly Richand being inclised to couple off and that made thing
gravd. Member the picacs I used to tell you about years go,? You always seemed ss pleased when I thd you there was no paining off - so, are you happy this teale hrac dailing I sull miss you ar these excusiond - happy as I may hes leses always The thought of you over there to bung that if only to my laughter Juss I have you darling I are then sue Had a liusg day on Friday Mav Mumnel was sick + I had to take her up to the Decter's To make matters wease, Gearge went away the same day, and that upset her quite a bis Quass paetty hand on Mathers isnt it Incidencally, sy Gester reckens In as hearthg as a hase when I waked into his sungay veg tesk ane lask al oe and senaaked" yeuse net seet, ay how. There you are - youre almays asking me haw har of - so you have it sraght from the hasy mersh. I appears the sed Wes was nea cencersed when he netced ho mery upon mytonge wated to know ishy when I expearsed that my fiela was ir Ganary he premised he woulde's ack again, sened to think in was quite OR. Ihea only knewn you The insuldor's have eversied at all Shal new almoss makes it weath while being sick. Ited hem he wan to retue until after I had had by balies + he duly premised that if I hussed, he would go ous of useness Yes awhele. I hup talk of dadens + such Ihush Buily a let that I could have a talk to you hoae Juss can's think of anything ones. To take case of yours of hrar - Iel he etting hight waiting for sone mail ever here. And mayghe ior the new couple of marcho Iee Lave you here he ave for ne daalings pnd or semedting to keep you campany - peas My hove Dacthy

KRIEGSGEFANGENENGPOST 
PRISONER OF WAR POST 
NX11067, 
Sgt. Malcolm W Kesham, 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768 FS.306. 4 March, 1945 
Stalag 383, 
Germany 

AIR MAIL 

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

Hello darling, 
This is me. (As if you didn’t know!) This week I am a very 
disappointed fisherwoman. Norma, George Maddie and myself went fishing 
this morning - as, wait a moment, while I tell you why we didn't 
catch any fish. It was pretty hard getting out of bed first of all - 'cause 
I went to the local picture show last night and was awfully sleepy. 
So, we got down too late to hire a boat at Tom Ugly's - had to wait 
until 1 pm. O.K. - so we sat down and fished from the jetty - which was 
plain stupid cause I lost my bait at least a dozen times in the sea - weed 
nearby. I soon had enough of that so Norma & I got the lunch ready 
and lunch kept us occupied until 1pm. Blow it all - when we could 
have got a boat a storm blew up and made the sea too rough! So, we 
came home - minus any blessed fish. Still, it was a good sitting 
in the sun this morning and the drive in the car was awfully nice. 
Wait a minute.! Listen - I don't know what to do about this family 
of mine! Do you know what - as I was writing this I heard "Miss 
Johnson 'Phoned again today" being whistled. That's the song Dad 
always whistles (heaven knows how it started) whenever there is any mail 
from you. Being Sunday, I thought I was imagining things - but 

 

sure enough, the mean things had two letters - 1 letter & 1 card rather 
& had them since yesterday morning. Were keeping them longer to 
surprise me 'cause I wouldn't be expecting them on a Sunday. Well, 
as a matter of fact I think it's wonderful - in the middle of a letter to 
you and here is one back from you. Our conversation became, for a moment, 
a two-way type and darling - it was wonderful. The date your letter bore 
was 10th Oct 1944 and the card the same date. But oh Mac - that letter was 
such a sad sac. Come over close while I give you a tight hug and make 
you feel better. That better? Don't ever get so sad on me again sweetheart. 
I didn't man to rouse on you so. And don't you worry - I can wait 
until "our night " for you to tell me all these things you are 
saving up for me. The main thing I already know anyway - 
you love me - that will see me through the present and you 
will be back soon to help me with the future. I couldn't 
help laughing when you said you couldn't get past the front door in 
trying to imagine our first night after you come home. Gosh, I'll 
bet neither of us know what we say or do, and we won't mind will 
we darling? Don't worry about my not opening the door quickly. 
Trouble is, I'll probably smash it, endeavoring to hurry. 
You know, you're making me awfully curious - what is it that you 
remember so well. I should start you off too. Must think 
up something & keep you guessing until you tell me what I want 
to know. Well Mac my dear, I'm off to bed - and I won't need 
rocking to-night. 'Fraid I'll have to dream you kissed me good - 
night - what a sweet dream that would be. See you next week then 
Mac & don't forget to tell that dear bloke how much I love him. Dorothy.

 

KRIEGSGEFANGENEN PO,S. 
PRISONER OF WAR POST 
NX11067, 
Sgt. Malcolm W. Kesham 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768 F.S. 306, 
Stalag 383, 
Germany 
15 SHEPHERD Rd. 
ASHFIELD 
N.S.W. 
1-6-45 EL

 

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

 

KRIEGSGEFANGENEN POST 
PRISONER OF WAR POST 
NX 11067, 
Sgt. Malcolm W KESHAM, 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768. F.S. 306, 
STALAG 383, 
GERMANY. 

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

11th March, 1945. 

Hullo my dearest, 
How are you this letter? Maybe if I was ringing you up I'd 
just say something very ordinary to you. Something like : "Mac? 
Hullo. What are you doing - busy? Then why don't you come over 
and talk to me this evening." I'd like so much to talk to you 
this evening ; darling; would you listen to me - will you- if I 
ramble on a while? Good! Then come and sit on the lounge & 
let me sit with my head against your knees. If I should get drowsy 
occasionally, just bend down and kiss me awake, will you? I'm 
awfully sleepy - we've been fishing (Mac listen - I wish you could 
hear that song they're singing on the wireless. It's "Rose Marie" 
and coming right now, it seems that it is sung for a special 
reason. Those words I shall always love - for you made 
them real for me.) But let's get back to fishing - we didn't 
catch many. Four to be exact and they were very small. Mac, 
we had more fun to-day and laughed more than in years. 
Silly things happened to us. The first boat we hired out - 
a Chapman pup launch - lost the propeller, and we had 
no oars and had to be towed back. Next boat shipped water 
and drenched us as the motor raced round , showering 

 

us meanwhile: Norma & George came, and Daddy & a girl-friend 
of Norma's. You mightn't have loved me darling; had you seen me 
on my way home. Wind burned face, and hair in two plaits 
either side. Glamour was miles away. Gee sweet, you'll be think- 
ing that I can't even look glamourous, but I can if I try. 
And if I have time - and don't want to do anything else. Right 
now, I guess I look what I am - just a sleepy, sunburnt kid 
who's lonely for you. Wish you could put me to sleep in 
your arms Mac, kiss me on my sunburnt nose & tuck me 
into bed. Gee - I'd sleep without rocking then. I love you 
so much Mac, meaning you to be plenty strong when you come 
calling on me 'cause I'm going to hug you as tight as can be. 
May rang me yesterday to give me her new telephone number she 
has the 'phone on at your place now, so I'll be able to write ring 
her often now. Must call your mother to-morrow. May said she 
hasn't been well & she's working too hard. Luckily she goes on holidays 
next week - she'll have to rest then. We'll have to scold her 
to-morrow. Quickly sweetheart - I'm going to sleep - kiss me! 
Perhaps you'd better get yourself a woman who doesn't eat & 
sleep so much Mac - and be prepared for trouble from 
me if you do. I know you wouldn't darling - its just that 
I love to tease you so much. Are you going to tuck me in? 
Come along then, 'cause I'm going to bed now. Good night 
my dearest you, and sleep tight. God bless you Mac sweet 
All my love Dorothy.

 


SGEFANGENEN PO, ST. 
NER OF WAR PO,ST. BY AIR MAIL PAR AVION 
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NX11067, 
Sgt. Malcom W. Kesham, 
Australian Prisoner of War 3768, 
Stalag 383, 
Germany 

15 SHEPHERD Rd. 
ASHFIELD 
N.S.W 
Australia 2-6-45

 

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

 

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BY AIR MAIL 
PAR AVION 

GSEFANGENENPOST. 
NER OF WAR POST. 

NX11067, 
SGT MALCOM W. KESHAM, 
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 3768, F.S. 306, 
STALAG 383, 
GERMANY. 

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

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

KRIEGSOEFANGENENPOST 
PRISONER OF WAR POST 
NX11067, 
SGT MALCOM W. KESHAM, 
AUSTRALIAN PRISONER OF WAR 3768, F.S. 306, 
STALAG 383, 
GERMANY. 

18th March 1945 

Hullo darling - 
Sunday night again and time for another "you and I" session. 
How are you Mac? I haven't had any mail from you this week 
and honest - I could do with some. Always begin to get lonely again 
when I cant' see one of your letters for a few weeks. Then - I get a 
letter from you and behold! I'm lonelier than ever! So what's a 
gal to do? Well here's another week behind us - another to get thru. 
There's so little time to figure things out darling : Sundays are all too short. 
I don't get back home from work until Saturday 2.15 pm., and I'm all for 
a snooze then. Anyhow, at least I can dream - and right now I'm 
dreaming of long week-ends, and I mean long, - with you around 
somewhere, probably being a heck of a torment and making me roar 
on you - but near enough for me to really know you're home. Please, 
do you mind if I roar on you occasionally - in a nice way? You're 
bound to say that you do - but you'd like it really. Gee Mac, - had 
a beaut day to-day. A crowd from work hired a yacht for the 
day sailed way up middle Harbour. It as a glorious day. 
I lay up on the top in a sun-suit and you should see my 
back now darling - brown as a berry. The whole day was a 
huge success - everyone knew one another and were very friendly 
without being inclined to "couple off", and that made things

 

grand. 'Member the picnics I used to tell you about years 
ago? You always seemed so pleased when I told you 
there was no pairing off - so are you happy this time, Mac 
darling. I still miss you on these excursions - happy as I may 
be, there's always the thought of you over there to bring that 
"if only" to my laughter. Guess I love you darling - and then 
some. Had a busy day on Friday Mac. Mummie was sick & 
I had to take her up to the Doctor's. To make matters worse, 
George went away the same day, and that upset her quite a bit. 
War's pretty hard on Mothers isn't it? Incidentally, my Doctor 
reckons I'm as healthy as a horse. When I walked into his surgery 
he took one look at me and remarked "you're not sick anyhow". 
There you are - you're always asking me how am I - so you have it 
straight from the horses' mouth. It appears the old Doc was very 
concerned when he noticed no ring upon my finger - wanted 
to know why. When I explained that my fella was in Germany 
he promised he wouldn't ask again - seemed to think it was quite 
O.K. If he'd only known you - he wouldn't have worried at all. 
That man almost makes it worth while being sick. I told him he 
wasn't to retire until after I had had my babies & he duly 
promised that if I hurried, he wouldn't go out of business 
yet awhile. Nuf talk of doctors & such. Wish such a lot 
that I could have a talk to you Mac. Just can't think of 
anything nicer. Do take care of yourself Mac - I'll be sitting 
tight waiting for some mail over here. And maybe in the next 
couple of months I'll have you here. No more for now darling, 
but for something to keep you company - here's my love. 
Dorothy. 

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