Friday

May 5, 1944

Dear Sisters,

I am fine and hope you are the same. I surely write at some funny places. Right now I am sitting in the Texas sun with the cool breezes blowing. Writing with my mess kit as a dish. It is pretty cool here. I had guard duty all Wednesday night and up until school time Thursday. Now I must go on at 2 A.M and go until 2 P.M Saturday so you see they keep us hopping around plenty.

I can’t say that I like it for I don’t. It would be all right if the instructor were a little more like men. They all figure they got a dirty dial being put out here and give us plenty of sh_t.

Well it is nearly time for P.T. so I’ll better close. We don’t sleep here, only when on guard, but we eat the slop they call mess and it’s lousy.

So long

Love

John