Jan 22, 44

Dear Mom-

I’ve got a sad story to tell you. I almost flunked out shooting-304 out of 360 which means I rate sharpshooter instead of Expert Rifleman. 2 points more and I would have made it. Oh well, what the hell is the difference. We start a week’s mess duty so that’s why I’m writing you now; I may not get a chance for a week. Tough break me shooting 314, when I made 311 on preliminary day. I get a $3.00 raise and a medal anyway so that helps. In about 3 weeks I should be shoving off out of this rot hole and it’ll be heaven to be home again. This has to be short because we’re rushing around here as usual. Don’t think I’m gaining any weight and according to the mirror I look kind of bum but otherwise I’m all right. Take care of yourself- oh yes- I’d take Sayles offer on the car- fast as you can. It’ll be ancient by the time I get out of here. I’ll write 1^st chance I get.

Love Bun.