Dear Folks:
I’ll try my patience tonight and see if I can write a letter in long hand for a change. Maybe you can’t read it around the end but here goes. This is Saturday night again but it just as well be any night I guess. Maybe I can make it to church in the morning if nothing unforeseen comes up. Well I had a little excitement during my tour yesterday. While driving along in a jeep at the southern end of the island, we spotted a Jap running in the bushes and trying to dodge around a burned up truck. We let go a few rounds at him and soon he came out hands up. We stripped him down to his bare then took him to intelligence. He was scared to death and thought for sure we were going to kill him in short order. He was injured pretty badly and flies were all around him. Later we gave him a can of rations and he dug into them as fast as he could. Every time we gave him a cigarette or did anything for him he would bow his head very reverently two or three times.
I can’t think of much to write about. We are getting somewhat stabilized here now and the garrison routines are coming back. We have two volleyball courts constructed and several teams have been organized in the battery for a playoff. My game isn’t so hot but I get in once in a while.
Dan Gettman brought in a slug of Star Heralds a few days ago and we talked about your visit with his mother. He’s a typical valley Russian but a pretty good egg.
Hope I can see Dick in the next few days and swap mail with him. He probably has quite a few.
I wished I could think of something more to write but can’t seem to tonight. So I’ll stop this and get ready for those “cool clean sheets” and that “late Sunday morning sleep”. (Yes, I’m kiddin’).
Love,
