Dear Folks:

This won’t be much of a letter but in order to kill a little time before [the] show probably I ought to write you.  It’s been hot as hell today and the sweat has been rolling off me, but I feel better after a shower.

We had our first beer ration – four bottles.  It’s warm but it’s still good.

Received two Free Presses today – one of them dated this month.  It seems like every issue I read about this guy Seich being on a furlough.   Has he even been overseas?  Another is Clifford Teiser – what a racket he must have.  But when I get home I expect it to be permanent.

I don’t [know] when I’ll see Dick again. We are a long ways apart now, but I hope I can have him down for a few days soon.  Don’t know where Duane is.

Dug out my law books today and glanced over them a little.  I have quite a little time to study now.

In Gladys Davis’ letter yesterday she said she was in Minatare Armistice Day and tried to get hold of you but could find no one [home].  I wished you could have seen her.

Well I told you this letter wouldn’t be much and so it is.  But at least it’s some word [from me].

Love,