Dear Mom:
Ever since I left Texas I've come a long way. When I arrived at our other camp I
sent a letter. I don't think they sent them out. Right now I'm riding on a wave
on one of the oceans. I know which one I'm on but you're not supposed to. If I
told you it would only be censored anyhow.
We have music during the day and entertainment at night. It was made up of
anybody that would play or sing or anything else, just to entertain the troops
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THE CENSOR _______ but we do. We eat twice a day. Once at 6:30 and at 4:30.
Some of the guys lay on their bunks all day long. Not because they want to but
because they are seasick. I didn't get seasick yet though. When the spray comes
up on deck you can sure taste the salt.
By the time you get this letter I'll be where I'm going.
Your Son,
Pvt. Art