It is November 10, 1943.
The Pearl Harbor attack was twenty-three months ago.
And war is being fought across the globe.
At present, US Marines are engaged in heavy fighting on the South Pacific island of Bougainville, after making an amphibious assault there at the beginning of the month.
In three days, FDR will board the USS Iowa at Hampton Roads, Virginia, for a secret voyage across the Atlantic to meet with Allied leaders Churchill and Chiang Kai-Shek in Cairo.
And as FDR prepares for his secret voyage, he receives this letter from a twelve-year-old boy in Louisiana:
Dear Mr. President,
I really don’t know how to write a letter to the President of the United States, but I’ll try to do my best.
The point is I’d like to be mascot of the Marines.
I’m 12 years old and a little young to get into anything right now, but when I’m a little older well just you wait and see.
A lot of people are going to kid me about this letter but I don’t care.
And if sometimes you get tired up there in Washington you can come down South and stay with us a little while.
Of course that’s if you bring your ration book.
Your friend and also a Democrat,
L.J. Weil
New Iberia, Louisiana
This boy, L.J., will join the Army in 1951 and serve as a Green Beret in Korea and Vietnam.
After a difficult week, it’s good to remember that this country makes some really good people.
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I’ll see you tomorrow.
— Brenda
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