Dec. 3, 1945

Dear Mom and Pop:

Well I’m still in the Hospital. I haven’t had a letter from you in a while so I thought I’d better write another letter. I’m still running a temperature sometimes its high sometimes it’s low. I don’t feel too bad though. I think I just have a bad case of the grip. If I am lively I might be home for Christmas, that is if I can stay in the bed long enough. Don’t ever count on anything. I say about coming home. I just got a letter from Hartman, and he says he’ll be home Christmas, New Years and he’ll be here for the prom. Well mom I’ll have to close now.

My love

Alfred