Dear Mama, I have missed you dearly. I hope that you are not worried about my safety and well-being. I have been staying strong like you told me to. I am sorry that this is my first time writing you since I left home. I have been in an abundance of places, and this is the first time that I have been able to sit down to write you a letter. I have made some new friends since I have been here, and I met up with some old friends. Some of the things that my friends and I have experienced since we left home are just not acceptable.
In June I went to New York City. We did not do anything that was strenuous while we were there. Later in July they sent me to Camp Whitman. I was learning everything while I was there. The hardest thing for me to learn …show more content…
I think about you every day. I just received the letters that you sent me. One of them was dated January first. If you recall from the last letter that I sent you, I was on a ship heading to France. A majority of your letters had to be shipped here to Brest, France. The people in France are extremely different from the people in America. I have been working a majority of the time, so I was able to meet so many local people. I was glad to hear from you, and I was happy to hear about the great things that have happened since I left. Dad must be ecstatic about the amount of money he has been making lately. I know that it is not what you all wished for, but at least he is able to take care of you all more than he was before. I was overcome with joy to hear that my baby sister Geraldine had a baby. I cannot wait to see him when I get home. While working, I continuously catch myself daydreaming about you …show more content…
There are so many things that have happened since the last time that I wrote you. This war has allowed me to experience things that I never thought would ever happen in my life. Although I am alive, I feel as if I am a walking ghost at times. I have seen and experienced things that may cause you to worry about me.
Back in May I was sent into the trenches. It was the most horrific place I have ever seen in my life. There were so many dead bodies lying around on the ground. I thought that the rats in New York were atrocious until I seen the rats there. They survive by eating the flesh of the dead soldiers. The smell of the rotten corpses was so putrid that I spent many nights vomiting inside of my tent. Sleep became a figment of my imagination. The reasoning behind my lack of sleep was the fear of being attacked by not only the Germans, but the vicious rats that would often times climb in my tent and sleep next to me. May was just the beginning of the troubles that I have faced since we went into
In June I went to New York City. We did not do anything that was strenuous while we were there. Later in July they sent me to Camp Whitman. I was learning everything while I was there. The hardest thing for me to learn …show more content…
I think about you every day. I just received the letters that you sent me. One of them was dated January first. If you recall from the last letter that I sent you, I was on a ship heading to France. A majority of your letters had to be shipped here to Brest, France. The people in France are extremely different from the people in America. I have been working a majority of the time, so I was able to meet so many local people. I was glad to hear from you, and I was happy to hear about the great things that have happened since I left. Dad must be ecstatic about the amount of money he has been making lately. I know that it is not what you all wished for, but at least he is able to take care of you all more than he was before. I was overcome with joy to hear that my baby sister Geraldine had a baby. I cannot wait to see him when I get home. While working, I continuously catch myself daydreaming about you …show more content…
There are so many things that have happened since the last time that I wrote you. This war has allowed me to experience things that I never thought would ever happen in my life. Although I am alive, I feel as if I am a walking ghost at times. I have seen and experienced things that may cause you to worry about me.
Back in May I was sent into the trenches. It was the most horrific place I have ever seen in my life. There were so many dead bodies lying around on the ground. I thought that the rats in New York were atrocious until I seen the rats there. They survive by eating the flesh of the dead soldiers. The smell of the rotten corpses was so putrid that I spent many nights vomiting inside of my tent. Sleep became a figment of my imagination. The reasoning behind my lack of sleep was the fear of being attacked by not only the Germans, but the vicious rats that would often times climb in my tent and sleep next to me. May was just the beginning of the troubles that I have faced since we went into