Wed. nite 6:30
Feb. 23, 1944
Dearest Mother,
Just a few lines letting you know that I'm O.K. and feeling fine, and hoping that all at home are
the same.
We've only had a couple of bad nights since we've been here mother, and I don't think I prayed
as hard any other time as I did then. As long as you stay in your hole you're O.K., but with those
shells bursting all around you, it really gives you the jitters.
It rained pretty hard last night and it was pretty cold, but right now the sun's out and my
foxhole and equipment's getting dried pretty fast.
During the day it's really nice around here. We even have an orange and lemon grove nearby where
we pick oranges and lemons when it's safe to come out of our holes.
Mother, on payday I sent $30 home so let me know when you get it.
There isn't much more to say mother, so I'll close with lots of love to you mother dear, daddy
and the kids. Please don't worry about anything mother, because I'm O.K.
Your loving Son,
"Jimmy"