Nov-5-1943

North Africa

 

 

Dear Mom and all-

 

            Received your letters of October 10 and 11 and as always sure glad to hear from you all. Too bad about Henry being sick hope he is OK by now, I have and am feeling pretty good, except for the blues and all of us boys are getting tired of this place, we are all ready to move any place for a change, not a thing to do here now except go to a Red Cross show, it is too cool to go swimming now.

 

            If you all have sent ten cartons of Camels I should have gotten some of them by now, I got the razor blades O.K. they will come in very handy, for sometimes we don’t get any blades at all. You said not to get discouraged I am not discouraged, but sometimes I just want to give up and say what’s the use, but this mess won’t last always and then I and the rest of the boys will be free again. I have almost 2 years served and I sometimes think being in the Prison wouldn’t be any worse than the Army, it isn’t so much the Army its self but the way and the Ones that run it, just like, oh well what’s the use, we have to put up with it anyway. Until we get out and that will be the happiest day of my life when I can put on a suit again and walk down the street like a human.

 

            I think I told you about getting a letter from Mr. Murphy of the Ray Hotel (sure was glad to hear from the old man), I sent a Christmas card that the Division gave us, it isn’t much but when the Army gives anything you can’t expect much.

 

            I forgot to tell you in my last letter that I met one of Essie Campbell’s boys over here, he is Everett Campbell’s brother you know who I mean don’t you, he is in the same Division as I am but is in a different Regiment, he is in the 376F.A. He sure favors Everett and talks just like him, but he isn’t tall, I forgot to tell Mose and them so when you see them you can tell them.

 

            Well Mom as there isn’t much to write about will sign off for this time hoping to hear again soon            

 

                                                                                                Love to all, Marlin