Letter Home
Dear Joanne,
How have you been my darling? I am doing quite well, if you don’t count the hundreds of bug bites I have! The temperature is warm and very muggy, and at night when the weather finally cools down all the mosquitoes come out and eat us for a little midnight snack! It’s just the beginning of monsoon season here and all it does is rain and rain. All the rain makes it worse then Yankton in the middle of summer, if you can believe that!
How are Emily and George? I hope every thing is good for them. Did George make the football team? How does Emily like being on the debate team? She always was very good at arguing! Is Emily excited to be going to prom and graduating? I do hope I will be home in time to see her in her cap and gown. George must be looking forward to summertime and just lazing around. I have been thinking about it and if money gets tight George can get a job delivering papers.
Is every thing going okay for you at your job? I will send some money as soon as I can get paid. Just keep doing your best at it, I know it must be hard to work as a janitor, but at least it brings a little more money into the house. As soon as I come home you will never have to do work again. It shouldn’t be too long until I return home; when I do I think we should all go on a trip, maybe to the Black Hills. That would be a lovely way to relax, don’t you think?
Every thing over here is going pretty good, I think I will be home soon. But that doesn’t mean the end is in sight. I'm sorry to say that I don’t think we will win this war. It’s quite a shame because America has put so much into this war, with both money and soldiers. In fact America has lost quite a bit in this terrible war. I hope I never have to see so much destruction and death again in my life. It’s terrible. The American planes fly over villages and hideouts, were they drop their specialized pineapple bombs. These bombs send scrap metal flying many feet. It punchers tires and goes through the thin walled huts like they were made out of paper. The destruction is terrible. But even though we do all this to the people, they still are very happy to see us because they know we are helping them. They come out of their little mud huts and come to offer us food and drinks, it’s all very heartwarming to know you are helping some one.
Well I’m afraid I must go.
Love always,
Michael