October 19, 1943
(Camp Abbot, Oregon)
Dear Folks & Ity.
I am writing to tell you that at long last I’m going to get out of the hospital, I think. It was a hard fight against great odds buy now I’m getting an upper hand.
The other day one of the jerks here brought in a radio and now I’m getting a little caught up on the news. It’s a pretty good set and we can even get Los Angeles sometimes. The station that comes in best of all, however, is one at Moosejaw, Canada.
This morning the weather is a little warmer than it’s been before but it’s pretty cloudy so we might get some real snow. We’ve had quite a bit of hail lately & an occasional flurry of snow.
The food here is very good, but not as good as it was at MacArthur. I think that we don’t get enough vegetables & milk.
Well, that’s about all. You can’t write much when all you do is sit around in the hospital.
Write soon.
Bill
