Here I am again with not a thing to do so I thought I'd write you another
letter.
I don't suppose you mind my continuous writing so I'll keep on.
It's rained quite a bit today and a rain barrel that we have alongside
our tent is almost full. We use rain water to wash and shave in so as not
to waste drinking water. The mud is starting to get thick again and the
walking is very sloppy.
Here's another interesting item. In the first two weeks I was here I
only ate three slices of bread. We had no provisions for getting any and
still haven't. I was getting a little tired of this so I took matters into
my own hands. I went to a Navy battalion and begged a loaf of bread from
them. The bread was warm and fresh and really tasted good and you know me
when it comes to bread.
My health is really holding up and I feel swell. So far the climate
hasn't done me any harm and I hope things will continue as they are. Don't
misunderstand me, I still wish I was home. I suppose I have to be patient
and I'm resigned to a long stay over here. I figure on eighteen months and
it probably will be less. If its only a year I'll be six months to the
good.
That's about all for now so I'll say goodbye.
My regards to all
