Photograph of Benito Mussolini bearing witness to the ceremonial laying of the foundation stone of the city's film industry in Rome, Italy. Captioned: Rome “The laying of the foundation stone of the city's film industry.”
Letter from Sidney Legendre to his wife, Gertrude Legendre, thanking her for sending pictures of herself with the children and for his Christmas presents. Sidney continues in his letter to recounting a story told to him by a friend who was rescued from the ocean after his ship, the aircraft carrier Lexington, sank, and relaying the events of a day off he spent driving around the island, going to the beach for swimming and watching the surfers.
Letter from Sidney Legendre to his wife, Gertrude Legendre, describing a report he had heard about a woman escaping the German guard to cross the border into Switzerland and asking if the escaped woman was her. Sidney continues in his letter to recount a meeting he had with an old friend and discuss what has occurred on his side, as it pertains to her capture and release. This letter was written to Gertrude when she was a prisoner of war in Europe and was likely to have been received in the package that was given to her upon her escape and return to the continental United States.
Letter from Sidney Legendre to his wife, Gertrude Legendre, describing a house they are considering buying or renting once she can join them in Hawaii but stating that he will not buy anything without her approving it, first. Sidney continues in his letter to lament the loss of a family member and rant against the crimes of Hitler and Mussolini.
Letter from Sidney Legendre to his wife, Gertrude Legendre, describing their attempts to redecorate their pent house apartment and the decorator that Morris has hired to decorate. Sidney continues in his letter to tell her of how he fell in the bathroom and cracked 2 of his ribs.
Letter from Sidney Legendre to his wife, Gertrude Legendre, recounting the events of Guadalcanal, as they were told to him by their friend and neighbor, Ben Finney. Sidney continues in his letter to describe a day he spent at the beach attempting to surf but instead, being thrown to the bottom and thrashed about by the big waves.
