A LETTER TO SANTA CLAUS DURING WORLD WAR II
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
By Jim Huebner of Brooklawn
USAAF in 1943
(Editor’s note: The spelling and grammar was not changed in this letter.)
“Dear Santa Claus”… the letter read.
Excuse ‘is ritin please… and please ecuse the spellin’ too, It ain’t no good, bet gees… tomorrow’s Christmas Day, ya know.
I darn near did forgit. Like all other little boys and girls, I gotta get what I want writ.
I wasn’t the best kid of all, but, I’m sure I wasn’t the worst… dint do nothing’ too bad, exceptin’ threw stones… fighting,’ and sometime I cursed.
But, almost since a week ago, I did what I should do... I knowed that you’d be coming and dint want to be on the outs wit’ you.
I guess your extra busy this year with all the places you have to go… and wit’ this war that my dad’s fightin’ I’ll bet your stocks is low… so, you can forget me… Santa… if any presents for me you had... cause I just want one favor Santa, please tell God to take car of my dad…
‘cause when this fightins over… and war we will have won… my dad will come home to his sweetheart, my mom and to me, his son… then he can trim our Christmas tree with shiny balls and lights and him and mom can sit and wait like they did on other Christmas nights.
