Nov. 18, 1943
Thur. nite, 9:00
Dearest Mother,
Just a few lines to let you know that I'm feeling fine and hoping that you are the same.
Well mother, it looks like we're finally going to leave here. We're expected to leave Sat. and
they told us that today is the last chance to write anyone till we get to our next camp. Mother, I
don't know how many days it will be till I can write again, but until I do write mother, please
don't worry about me because I'll be O.K. and safe.
I was at the dentist today, and had 14 teeth filled. None were pulled. There were 4 that were
real bad and while he was drilling them I thought that I'd die. Boy, I must have jumped 6 ft.
every time he'd hit a nerve.
Well mother, there isn't much more to say so I'll close with lots of love to you mother dear,
daddy and the kids.
Your loving Son,
"Jimmy"
P.S.
God bless you mother dear and keep you safe always.
Please don't worry about me mother, because I'll be O.K. I'll try to write as soon as
possible.
Love, Son
"Jimmy"