June 17, 1968
USS Mahan DL-G-11
1st Div. Main Post Office
San Francisco, Calif. 96601
Iím sorry to hear that youíre in the hospital and I hope youíll forgive me for not at least sending you a card on Fatherís Day. I truly feel bad about that. Thereís so much that you and Mom have done for me and so little that Iíve done in return. I havenít even made much of myself.
It seems that Iím always neglecting those who mean the most to me.
I donít feel any difference now that Iím legally a man, just a few more privledges and responsibilities.
I would much rather have been home with you. Yesterday was really depressing. I just drank beer all day. In one bar and then another, all by myself. Only one place checked my I.D. and he gave me a free drink.
I ran into the first class who is trying to get me into his division (Fire Control Technician, missiles). He said it would probably be 3-6 months before I could get in. Meanwhile I can study up on electronics, one course which I received today.
I hope youíre feeling much better today.