(Camp Crowder, Missouri)
“In the Bush”
Dear Mother and Dad,
Well, now after all this time I can finally write you a letter. I don’t know what kind of a letter it’ll be but under the circumstances it’s about the best I can do.
I’m now almost finished with bivouac. It’s been very nice in some way and not so hot in others. The work has been easy but it hasn’t given me any free time. It hasn’t given me any more respect for the Signal Corps. I don’t know but I’m coming to think less and less of this army all the time. Just SNAFU all the time. When one thinks of the high stakes and cost involved in this war it doesn’t make pleasant thinking.
Today after not getting any sleep for 30 hours we took tests and of course everyone flunked including me.
The mail service out here smells. I haven’t received anything from you for over a week.
“Hell of a letter”, “huh!”