July 23, 1918
Dear Sister –
We are having a day of rest after just coming out of the line. We had vey good success up there. Gave Fritzie the time of his life this time. The Salvation Army are working on the same order as the Y.M.C.A. They have recreation and writing rooms. Also, a Victrola and a piano. Last night, we had an entertainment at the Y.M.C.A. The entertainment consisted of a young lady singing and another young lady played the piano. There was also a man that took the part of several characters, which was very good for out here. Mother said that Norman White was in Danbury the other day, and I received a letter almost as soon as hers from him. He said that he broke his leg in the casting shop. I felt sorry for him, but he got that from not having me to look after him. Pauline Taylor wrote me a letter for Aunt Vinnie and it almost seemed like schooldays to see Pauline’s handwriting. I had my picture taken about two weeks ago, but they haven’t come to me yet. Well, the last few days I have been sleeping in dugouts, trenches, fields and woods. It certainly is great to be asleep and have a rat as big as a cat run over our face with his cold feet. In France there are about every kind of bugs, mosquitos and flies. I haven’t had my shoes and leggings off in over a week until last night. Frank Rowley is the same jolly and good-natured fellow. We call him Fighting Frank. Aunt Jane sent me a letter which I am going to answer very soon. She had the names of some boys from Bridgewater and they were in this company, but I cannot locate them or during roll call have never heard their names. They might be in the same battalion or regiment, but not company as far as I know.
Well, haven’t any more to write this time, so will say goodbye. Hope that everybody is well. Best regards.
George
