April 3, 1944
Italian Rest Camp
Just a few lines letting you know that I'm feeling fine and hoping that all at home are the same.
There isn't anything new to write about mother.
All that I want to tell you mother, is to please not worry about anything, because there isn't
anything to worry about. I'm in perfect health and feeling fine and having a swell time here.
I had another meal last night in a town nearby. We had sea shells, wine, hot sausage and oranges.
The sea shells are those little rolled macaronis that you used to make, and they really were good.
It's almost dinner time mother, so I'll close with lots of love to you mother dear, daddy and
Your loving Son,
God bless you all at home and keep you always.