Dear Hillary,
Having lived a long life and now in my twilight years I look back on past events. I was once granted a 13 day leave pass in Tokyo. On our first day my mate and I met two local women, one was a beauty whereas the other was more homely looking. We drew straws and my mate got the pick of the litter.
I spent the next 13 days with what you term as a Barker (derogatory term and uncalled for). I will never forget Satchiko Takahara and still have her photos in my album. I returned to my unit but my mate had to attend the Regimental Aid Post for injections of Streptomycin.
Beauty is only skin deep. To quote the old cliche: The eyes are the window of the heart.
Bryan
Dear Bryan,
Thank you for your recollections from days gone past – but obviously not forgotten. I wonder if Satchiko Takahara has your photo in her purse? The important factor to remember is that ‘beauty’ does not last forever, while good nature does. Hillary has never been so lucky as you, and all I’ve had to put up with is mongrels with twitchy noses. It’s been a difficult life, Bryan. No wonder I need chocolates and champagne, just to get me through the day!
