Letter 104- June 22, 1944

June 22, 1944
(Camp Reynolds, Pa.)

Dear Mudder and Dad,

Sorry I haven’t written but I’ve had 3 days K.P. in a row and up until tonight I’ve gotten off after lights out. They’re working me to death. Wot a life.

I know now I’m slated for overseas shipment and am getting all the newest equipment. However, I don’t know what direction I’m going (maybe west) (I hope not), but anyhoo—We’re not doing anything terrific but there’s so much of it.

My address is—
(Co. “K” 4th. Regt.)

This is no letter but I just haven’t any more time.

Best Love,
Bill

I’ll write a real letter tomorrow if it kills me.