Darlings,
Boy! This school is really tough. We haven’t a comfort of home-no hot water-no medical supplies-no nothing. They claim this is a training area for men ready to go to Africa-and they couldn’t have picked a better spot. I don’t think the African desert could be worse. One of the boys killed a tarantula spider today, they are common in these parts you know. They told us not to worry too much about the rattlers because it isn’t the rattler season now. Isn’t that nice. What a country.
I passed my physical okay though-20/15 eyes again-there were only two kids and myself had 20/15. One thing that really worries me is my knee. He didn’t say anything about it until I started to bandage the darn thing. He told me to report for a x-ray as soon as the equipment arrived. He didn’t take my name though so they won’t see me over at the hospital even if I put it out of joint. I heard him say something about elimination when I started to walk away.
Boy! I’m scared to death. I’m afraid I’d go over the hill if they try to eliminate me now. After I’ve taken all this stuff for so long. I don’t think he’ll remember me though-so don’t worry.
Gosh, Mom, I hope you feel better. This time of year was always pretty bad anyway. Take care of yourselves darlings-I hope to come home someday you know.
Dad, your watchband, is just perfect-so easy to put on when we get up in the morning-every second counts, you know. Mom-I’m saving your money for my uniform that is, if I make it. Jocie, your cigarettes are still going strong.
Your loving son,
Jim