I do not know if I can finish this letter to you for I have just finished a half hour of boxing with Bob and I am almost dead. Last night we boxed at out recreation hall and tonight in our hut. Some difference, in the hut, due to lack of floor space. We practically stood toe to toe and fought it out. Right now I feel like I'm taking a bath in the state of Arizona where the temperature rise to 120 degrees in the shade. There is one place I want to go after the war to see the beauties of nature; a sunset of radiant colors filtering through the clouds to silhouette a lone cactus on the ever so peaceful plains of the West, a full moon of such brilliance that it lights up the whole prairie like day except for the dark shadows formed by the cacti, grazing cattle, ravines, and mountains.
There is something about that country that gets you, you just cant forget it once you have seen it.
I made a mistake when I told you that my day off was Friday. I checked the schedule and my day off is the 5th of February. Under such circumstances I will not meet you on Thursday night at the station. If it's O.K. with you I will meet you inside the entrance to the Town Hall between 7:30 and 8:00 on Friday night. The trucks are coming over hence I travel by that means and not by train. So if it O.K. , I will see you Friday. If you can't make it I will call on you about 1:00 Saturday afternoon.
Alittle something that has driven many a soldier to drink and despair:
Mary knew a little lamb
Whose love she much preferred
But she couldn't wait
And so she wed
A wolf who'd been deferred
Love
Arthur
History:
January 29, 1944 - The U.S. 34th Division crosses the Rapido.
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