Dec 11, 1950
Dear Mom, Dad, and Grandpa;
Remember those pretty gold fillings I had in my teeth? Well as I was talking one fell out Sunday. I put it in my pocket, but something happened and I lost it. I went on sick call to the Dentist this morning, and there was only one Dentist for about 75 men. The put a temporary filling in, and I go back in about a week.
I visited some San Antonio friends in the 224 Infintry. I thought I had it bad. I’m going to break my neck to stay here. They have 185 men in two barracks while we have 230 men in 4 barracks.
Say, don’t give up hope that I’m comming home. I still have a 50/50 chance. Gosh I’m hoping for the best. Two Texans in our Company have gotten married already. The war scare is really is on. I still don’t believe there will be war. I also think Russia and the U.S. will negociate a disarmimant treaty and we will get out of this pretty quick.
I woke up at 2:20 A.M. I heard someone being dragged up the stairs. I found out this morning it was the sargent who is second in charge of us. He was dead drunk. Some of the boys found him in Lompac. A little town 8 miles from here. It’s generally pronounced “Long-Puck”
Well send some more pictures. Tell me how Tex likes his new home.
Well be good and write