Dear Folks:
Just finished chow, there handed out the mail so can answer your letter before I clean my lingerie. I am wondering when you will get this letter because soon our mail is going to be held up until our convoy arrives—all communication is. But you keep writing though because they come through alright.
Had a retreat parade tonight and also had our pictures taken. Plenty hot—I smell like a goat. We got those new type helmets without the brim and they certainly make a guy look foreign and odd. But they are comfortable and not quite as heavy as the other. Got a whole slew of new equipment yesterday so about everything I have is new now. Been running up to the hospital today getting some signatures on the payroll. One ward I was in was the venereal section. Passes have been stopped so things must be getting hot.
Was going to a dance last night in camp but no gals and no band—some deal so went to a show. It was a stinker too.
Just came back from the PX—was it jammed—the boys had some beer and were signing old war songs and other old timers.
The place is crammed with visitors but the boys can only see them at the gate.
Will close now not so much of a letter but it’s something.
Love,
