November 1, 1944

Hello darling,

            I waited too long to write you before. I am writing as soon as I get it this time. Say, I went home this weekend, I didn’t see anyone. There wasn’t a girl in town I knew. It really is lonesome around there. If I had of had someone to gone with me, I would have stopped off where it says Mars Hill. I would come this weekend if I had someone to come with me, but this boy here said he couldn’t go.

            Louise these uniforms we have look tacky, the only thing we have on them is a U.S. You know I was always talking about making a Lt. I can’t even make a private here. That is all I want. My sergeant just left begging me to go to non com school. You have to work like the ____ to make a rating in the Infantry. That picture will be on its way as quick as I can go to the post office but you won’t put it up in your room.

            P.S. I can’t write any more.