And tell me some more about everything you
think of when you are working down at the Red Cross like you said.
I guess I've read your letter five million times, and that part ten
million. I mean where you underlined that "_you_" and what you said
to yourself at the Red Cross. Oh, murder, but I was glad to read that!
Don't forget about writing anything else you think of like that.
Well, I was interrupted then and this is the next day. Of course, I
can't tell you where we are, because that darned censor will read this
letter, but I guess he will let this much by. Who do you think I ran
across in a village yesterday? Two boys from the old school days, and
we certainly did shake hands a few times! It was the old foolish Dutch
Krusemeyer and Albert Paxton, both of them lieutenants. I heard Fred
Mitchell is still training in the States and about crazy because they
won't send him over yet.
If you had any idea how glad I was to get your letter, you wouldn't lose
any time answering this one. Anyhow, I'm going to write to you again
every few days if I get the chance, because maybe you'll answer more
than one of 'em.
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