Feature Letter of March 29th, 2017
Cousins, Frank C.
My Dear Mother:-
Picture to yourself a long, narrow shed with passage way down the centre and three tiers of bunks on either side and you have a vague idea of my present abode at the base a short distance to the rear of the line. I only wish I could tell you all I have seen and experienced since landing in this country but it would fill volumes. Really, one experiences more here in a single day than befalls the lot of an ordinary person at home in a life time. Naturally we are all looking forward to the first trip into the line. Some are going up today but Reid and I are not sure that we are one of the chosen. Although we can hear the guns, see great numbers of aeroplanes overhead and note the result of war on all sides, still it is hard to realize the real significance of being right into the affair at last.