My Gorgeous Wife;
Hello Tootsie Wuggles;
How's my baby today? If good wishes and thoughts can do anything for you, you should be all right. I'm sending you oceans of them all the time. It's a hell of a long time now since I've heard but I seem to feel you are O.K. I love you darling. I could prove it too.
I said a few days ago that I had finally gotten my sea legs. I may have them but I sure have a hell of a time writing. I can't seem to hold steady enough to make it very legible. Every time the boat heaves I go with it and so my writing is rather wavy. Like my walk I reckon. Get on dry land again and I'll be like a ruptured duck. Be expecting the ground to either fall away or come up to meet me and I'll be "drunk" all over again. Cheapest and longest lasting drunk I was ever on. One more boat trip, the one back home, and I'll be glad to stay for the most part on dry land. We haven't as yet had anything I would call rough weather. No big waves as I had expected but only the continuous rise and fall of the swell. Like going over a huge washboard on a pair of skis.
Bye my sweet, beautiful wife. I'm in love with you and no mistake about it.
your lover
Norm
Norman W. Effinger
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