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II

Received a sweet letter from June the other day. She
had a get together with all the '43 seniors and each wrote
a note along with her letter. It was almost like being
there with them.

Still cold here and still no snow. Looks like we might
have some tonight however. Hope so anyway, it'd be something
different for a change at least.

Clark and myself are planning on going over to the
family's house I've wrote you about tonight. He has a big
box of un-popped Pop Corn that was sent to him from home
and we are going to have a big time popping it.

There's very little news here really. Everybody's just
in a fit of temper over the thought of being delayed from
leaving for home for from one to four months. Well, anyway
there's one comfort, Mother. If the army has any fairness
left in it at all, I'll be among the next to ship out of
the Depot.

Give my love to all the folks. Tell Tommy to hurry and
get well, cause I'm coming home soon, even if I have to swim
the Atlantic Ocean. Did he ever get that letter I wrote him?
Keep "beaucoup" love for my own sweet little family.

Love Ya',

Bobby