April 16th 1941

My dear Beth,

You look as amazing as always, I wish I could say the same about myself. I feel dirty to the very core and there's nothing that I can do about it. 

I'm heading out again this morning, and after I send this letter I'll be long gone. I wonder where I'll end up next, and if then I can finally take a shower. 

I'll write to you when I arrive someplace.

-J