Dear folks:

Boy what a hot day.  This afternoon thought I’d get a little sleep but this tent radiates heat like hot bricks, so that’s out.  After rolling around and wasting time thought I’d better write a letter.

Received Dad’s letter about the end of the war.  I can imagine just how everything took place as you said.  Dick and I said when he was here last that the first thing Mom and Dad would do would be to go to church, and so you did.  And I can see both of you being so happy you were crying.  I can’t quite believe it is over myself.  And we have certainly been blessed.  During the height of the Okinawa campaign, Dick came to see me one afternoon and he was so shaken and nervous that I was very worried.  Over a hundred shells lit in his area and he was in bad shape.  I was very worried about him.  And I knew another campaign would go hard on him, so when the end came, a great weight of worry about him was lifted.  But he looks very good now, husky and good natured.  I don’t think he’s changed much although he’s probably a little wiser.  He looks better all around than Bob W. or Duane Carroll.

And we are both looking forward to some good times when we get back.  I expect to leave in a short time and it’s definite now.  I guess I better send you a wire or call when I hit the mainland.  Of course I’ll take it easy and be careful.

Well, I’ve got to get ready for retreat and that means get cleaned up so I better get started.  Hope you had a good time on your vacation.  It’s a lot different than last year.

Love,