Thursday, July 22, 2010

February 14, 1944 Monday morning

Hello Mom,

Don't have nothing to do, so I thought I would try to write you a letter. We just awhile ago got in from the firing line. We were out there sitting in streams of water, firing our rifle. I was wet from head to toe. I am sitting here in my shorts now, trying to get my pants dry. I guess we will get to lay around the barracks the rest of the day. We was supposed to shoot for record tomorow, but I don't guess we will.

The Marine Corps just does everything it can to make it hard for you. They didn't have to make us sit down in that mud and water. I didn't mind it myself, but now my rifle is all messed up with mud now.

We will have to fall out for chow soon, and it's sure pouring the rain down. We will get soaked again. They told us to put on dry clothes, but I'm not going to because we will just get wet again.

I got a Valentine's Day box of candy from Eileen, and here I didn't even know it was Valentine's Day.

Well, we just got back from chow, and we had to go through water about half-way up to our knees. So, I came back and changed shoes and pants. I don't think we have to go back out today. We just had mail call, and I got 2 long letters from Eileen. She writes pretty often.

I guess I'll close for now and will try to write again tomorrow. Tell everyone hello for me.

Your son,

Pedue

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