France
Sept 28, 1944
Dear Mother, Dad &
Girls,
It’s just like me to wait until dark to start writing,
but even the thought of it all day has sent cold chills up and down my back, so
I put it off as long as possible – now I have to use a flash light.
We got in more equipment yesterday – horse shoes,
volleyball and net, and boxing gloves. So now we have a whole park full of
things to play. I’m tired tonight to cause we have been at it all day – just
taking time off long enough to eat. We have been in our rest camp for twelve
days now and I don’t know how long we’ll be here yet - - but we are sure living
while we are here.
I noticed that a hundred pounds of turkey came in to day.
I don’t know why, nothing special that I know of. The cooks are making apple
pie too, so we will really founder tomorrow. We have been having chicken right
along too.
If I can ever find a box big enough for those damned
wooden shoes, I’ll send them. I would hate to lug them with me until I got
back.
Tomorrow I have just got to twist my arm until I get
myself to washing some clothes or I’ll rot sure. I’ve got to rattle off a line
to the little woman.
Love to all,
your son –
Max
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