December 12, 1944
Dear Mother, Dad, &
Girls,
You know I was telling you about visiting the Dutch
family’ well some other boys and myself have stayed with them for two days now.
The whole town took us in. They said they just wouldn’t stand for us to stay
out in the open so they – each family – invited half dozen or so boys into
their private homes to stay. So we are scattered all over town. Did you ever
hear tell of the like? We are just living like kings. Of course we all eat at
our kitchen. We just sit in these nice homes by their fires in easy chairs.
This isn’t the army. Ha. The old man here works in a coal mine at night and his
son is a doctor and works in the day time. They got about $40 a month a piece –
not much. The mother and girl are sure workers too. They just buzz around all
day. Each night we sit up late playing cards – with Dutch cards – and other
games. Then we talk lots about each other. Their boy translates for us. He
talks good English. They serve us coffee and cake or pie. Last night they lady
made apple cakes and fried them. They just melted in your mouth. I can’t get
over this good hospitality. Their house is just kept perfect – spick and span.
These people had one roll of films that fit my camera. So
if the sun ever comes out I’m going to take some pictures of the family and us
all. The card was given to me by this girl here.
Here is a Dutch Christmas card that says Merry Christmas.
Here are two Belgium
coins that I picked up when we stopped. They only other things we got in
Belgium was champagne and beer. I’ll stop for now.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max
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