Editors Note: This letter is written on YMCA tablet paper. At the top is printed
“On Active Service With the British Expeditionary Force.”
"British" is crossed through, and" American" is penned in.
The writing is very faded and difficult to read.

 

May 23, 1918

 


My Dear Mother:-
You may think that I am not maintaining my average as to letter writing, but I am doing the very best I can under the conditions. There is not much to add to my former letters except that I am still in excellent health and eating all can get from Uncle Sam and find other place. It is raining and chilly today and I am writing you from a table in a small cottage. How are things going at home? These rainy days are the only real chance we have to think of home. I was taking a nap this P. M. and dreamt I was sitting on the steps in the kitchen talking to you and Grace. I could see the steak frying and the cabinet was heaped with good things. The awakening was rather rude. If I can keep this appetite I'll surely be able to finish the food when I come back. I always was fairly good at it. This war game would be all right if you were packing the dinner pail. I'm getting over a good bit of the country round here and it is more beautiful than any I have ever seen. I suppose Ben likes it alright down in Virginia. I haven't heard from any of you in a month now, and a letter surely would help a great deal. By this time you are enjoying good spring weather, I guess. How are Aunt Lib and Annie?
[illegible, 2 initials] should have things pretty much to himself these days. I could fill these pages if I was permitted to write all I see, but we are not, and then not hearing from home, I don't know anything to ask about the folks there. I hope you are all in the very best health and enjoying yourself. Did J. D. Hill ever get well? I hope he is flying again by this time. You can give Mrs. Hill my best regards when you see her. Hump is here now and still in good health. You never said whether you got my insurance policy or not. And dear old Dad, how is he? Hope he can always keep the boys on the jump. Mrs. Williard still keeping you company, I guess. I bet the letters fly back and forth between her and Ben. Has Florence gone to be with Albert yet? You can tell Florence L. that this letter is for her also, since I couldn't write her one any different due to restrictions. Well, here's hoping you all stay well and we can see each other soon as things are settled here. Love to all from

 

Censored: W. F. Reynolds, Jr. 2d Lt..

 

 Your loving son
Walter .

 

 

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