My Dear Mother & Dad,
Same old thing nothing to say and little to write about. We’re pretty busy any how and I have little time to write so tell everyone not to expect letters from me for a while. When I get time I will write to them. I believe it has rained every day we have been here. We made us a dugout in the side of a hill and we sleep pretty safely. I ran into another kid from home today. I used to carry papers with him during high school days. His name was Brent Noecher. How has my mail been coming home, Okea? I know this isn’t much of a letter but it’s the best I can do for now. Goodbye and I love you both from the bottom of my heart.
Your Son
“Chick”
