Dear Mom:

It's been a pretty long time since Ive last written to you, but I've been traveling around so much that I didn't have time.

I'm in a hospital in England with yellow jaundice. It's nothing serious so you don't have to worry.

On the way over here, I passed through Paris. I didn't see much of it but it was the first time I was ever there. I've got it good here in the hospital. I've got a good bed to sleep in and everything. I'd like to stay here till this damn war is over.

Well, I'll write whenever I get the chance.