This blog is a place for the letters that Corporal Max Blazzard wrote home to his family during his service in WWII, and a few that they wrote to him.

Friday, June 6, 2014

July 11, 1944


France

July 11, 1944

 Dear Mother, Dad, Girls:
           We finally made France, what do you know? Now you know why I’ve been so busy lately. It isn’t any worse over here than in England, so you can cast all worry aside. I guess little Rosalie is going to be thinking that I have quit her entirely, it has been a week since I have written to her.

            France is a lot like England. Guess there isn’t any use telling you how it is Dad. I never saw so many apple trees in my life as are over here and they are really loaded down too.

            It seems funny to change our money from pounds to francs overnight. Their money is a prettier type of wall paper than the English. I’ll have to send you some one of these times. You can have hundreds of francs and still not have much money. I got eleven hundred France in bills, which is twenty two dollars. One franc is worth two cents. I haven’t seen any of their coins yet, but I will and will send you some.

            There isn’t a whole lot to write about. We are getting good food and plenty of it as usual and everything is about the same as before. We will be getting mail in a few days. I’ll be glad to hear from you and Rosalie. Both of your last letters (hers & yours) were of the 19th of June, so I haven’t heard the latest from home.

            There is just one thing Mama, and that is that I just wished you wouldn’t worry like I know that you are. There is only one thing worse than a nagging woman and that is one that worries all the time.

            I’ve got a few things to take care of now so I’ll stop of now and will write as often as I can.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

P.S. – Carol, here is an old dollar bill that I didn’t know I had. Take Roberta to the drug store and you kids get you a milk shake. Then you can write me a letter and tell me how you liked it. Ha. How’s that?

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