CEHBates991

fortunate morrow.

I suppose that you are spending
your birthday at sea en route. In
fact today you should be passing
thru the submarine zone or about
to land – where? England or France?

Quien sabe. As for myself, I am
still in this same old hole,
generally sweltering away my
existence with scarcely any
excitement to liven things. How
fortunate you are to be on the
other side and I, for sixteen months,
have been most unfortunate enough
to remain on this side. But, just
as you said in your postcard which
I have just received, we will surely
soon meet again. How I long for
the day. You know I feel about
as much out of things as Norman
does. Norman wrote me a letter and
said that after hostilities were over