Had another air raid last night. You can count on Jerry being over every other night. He used to come every night for a while but he doesn’t come over like he used to. I was in bed but one of the fellows up outside said they saw two planes go down in flames. Snook came over this afternoon, and I put him to work, poor kid. We had a swell visit. Even went for a ride in a 2 ½ ton truck. We played cards tonight and I wrote a couple of letters.
Your Son, ‘Chick’
