July 30, 1944
Dear Ma,
Didn’t get any mail this morning so I haven’t much to write about again tonight. Mail must be mixed up again.
Today is Sunday but it seems just like any other day here. We have had real good eats all day today. If I stay here much longer my stomach will be bigger than Pattersons. Everybody is getting fat.
Went to bed last night an slept from eight thirty to six this morning. Got up an shaved and took a shower an then went to work. Was a couple of hours late, but it don’t make any difference on Sunday.
I have played horse shoes all afternoon again.
How are you making out with Bob? But he is pretty cute.
Was going to go to the show tonight but didn’t have the ambition.
Well ma I guess I will close for tonight an go down an visit Francis for awhile.
Love Howard
How is Dillys blue mold pile Coming?
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