2/21/45

Dear Dad,

I was very happy to get your two Vmails and also one from Gram this morning. I also got a letter from Rita in which she told me that Esther and Gus had moved to another apt. In your letter you wanted to know what kind of a wound I had. This is a shrapnel wound received on the border line in Germany. I have been here in this hospital 114 days now and don’t know just how much longer I’ll have to stay. I feel the same way you do dad about my wounds. I would even consider myself lucky if I had of lost my leg just as long as I am alive is all that matters to me. I don’t know whether or not I will have to go back or not but I certainly don’t hope to as I have had my fill of it. Give my love to Gram.

As always much love x,

your son Mike