28 May 1937

Dear Dad:

By now you will be well started on your work for the year. Full of the old pep, etc. I hope there are signs of a good year.

I was just thinking if we could have a little cooperation - say transfer a little of English rain to Canada and redistribute a little of your sunshine here we could go places.

How is the Hudson Terraplane standing up these days? Some day I hope to see you in my class "Rolls Royce" - ah hem!

By the time you get this letter I shall probably be flying something along fairly fast lines, if you know what I mean. The last I heard was that I would go on to single-seater Fighters before I left on leave, so by the time you get this letter I shall be Britain's first line of defence.

Although the American name Pursuit sounds better than our Fighter, I believe we can put up a better show. Americans are great on the ballyhoo and art of exaggeration. The speed of their aircraft leaves much to the imagination. Give me English mechanics and reliable engines every time.

I have just been watching a squadron of Fighters from Hendon flying over London. If I am flying one of those aeroplanes I shall be displacing space at no mean pace. Although I probably needed this rest, I don't care for it much. My heart leaps to the clouds every time I see one of my pals pushing through a cloud or going up and over in a loop.

If you can sneak over here next winter for awhile, say the time. I'll pay for all the entertainment.

Love Bill