Oct. 14, 1944
Somewhere
Dearest Mother, Dad, & Velma;
Since I haven’t written in the past few days I will answer several of you letters at once so I can get even again.
I see you and Dad have had your pictures made. Well, that is fine but I hope you have them about 6 x 7 or so because if they are very large, I have no place to put them and the weather will get to them very easily.
I am glad you got in touch with Col. Foster. He couldn’t tell you very much, naturally, because he doesn’t know much about my outfit. But, he has operated in this theater and I know that was a help to you. As for the surplus clothing – that is not a sign at all in my case. I just know I won’t be going to Sydney anymore and the weather is too rough on good clothes, so I sent them home.
Major Wiecks, Harry Setzer, Schneider, and Quandt are going home today. Looks like Frost and Parsons and I will be here for quite a long time yet so don’t get your hopes built up about me coming home soon. After the election, I think they will cut out most of the trips back to the States. Politics are funny things!
I have a good flight and the boys are doing a good job. We have extremely long missions and do lots of dive-bombing but we have no opposition to speak of. I am getting lots of time but that doesn’t make much difference anymore. I am stuck and there is nothing I can do about it. When I get home I can tell you all about the Philippines which should be pretty interesting.
‘Bye for now and don’t worry.
All my love, Son