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September 22, 1944.




Somewhere in France

Dear Florence, 

I am writing a few lines to let you know that I am very sorry I couldn’t write to you before. I’ve been kept quite busy and couldn’t find the time to write you a letter. I received your beautiful letter yesterday and was very happy to hear from you. I sure wish I would go home this time before to write to you , I tried a couple of times before to write you a letter, but I never finished it, but I will make sure I get this one finished. 

I am getting along just fine, everything is about the same everywhere I go. So there isn’t much news I could tell you. I know I will never get a leave from here, to get home. I will have to wait till the war is over before I get a leave. 

Well I must close now, hoping this letter finds you in the best of health. 

May God Bless You All, 

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