Ponta del Gado
April 6, 1943
Darling--what a relief to get a cable from you--and such a good one! One doesn't realize how much of a shell he's accumulated and how tense he's got till something like that comes along--and the whole world takes on meaning again. I can't imagine how you caught me here--for I knew nothing about stopping at the Azores when we sailed. You must have got in touch with the agents and obtained the address from them. Anyway it came like rain to sailors in a life-boat. I've just been talking to a lot of sailors and I know something about how that felt to them. A lot of English and Norwegian boys who were torpedoed and managed to get to Flores2 were picked up by the Pinto and I talk with them as much [as] I can. Today I was part of the afternoon in the bar with the two captains--English and Norwegian-- and since then I've been playing chess with one of the Norwegian crew down in their quarters.
We're in Ponta del Gado--to which you sent the cable. It's a largish little city. We're not allowed ashore here because it's a military zone. But we have been able to buy fresh fruit from huckster boats alongside--and yesterday we were allowed to go ashore at another port--Angra de Heroismo--which means heroic anchorage. 3 There we walked about in town and had lunch and I bought a cheap cap and some honey and a little wicker basket--square, with a cover--for laundry. The lunch was wonderful. I went with Barnes and Shey, O. W. I. fellows, and Mrs. Maund, whose husband was the commander of the Ark Royal. 4 She has offered to put me in touch with naval authorities in London.
While in Angra de Heroismo yesterday I sent you a cable from the Post Office--and one to Quentin. It took a couple of hours and the censorship was so complete that I felt that the whole affair was a futile gesture. Like sending up a Roman candle and expecting it to attract