March 24, 1943                       
 
                            Dear Max:-                      
 
                                                            
 
 
It is a long time since I have written to you but I want you 
      to know that you have been in my thoughts, and I hope much that 
                all goes well with you and yours.           
 
                                                            
 
 
I was, of course, delighted about your boy's decoration and 
      very soon thereafter my boy, Elliott, got the Distinguished Flying 
               Cross in the field in North Africa.          
 
                                                            
 
 
I have a hunch that you are due for another holiday over here. 
      I hope you may find it possible to come over third Spring and, 
         incidentally, to talk with me about many things.   
 
                                                            
 
 
The war goes on and on -- and while I think we are gaining, 
      it is difficult for you and me to curb our impatience, especially 
      when our military and naval friends keep saying that this cannot 
      be done and that cannot be done and their time schedule seems 
                   so everlastingly slow to us.             
 
                                                            
 
 
With affectionate personal regards and with the hope that 
                      I still see you soon,                 
 
                        Always Sincerely,                   
 
                          His Excellency                    
 
                        Lord Beaverbrook,                   
 
                             London,                        
 
      England.