April 3, 1916, Edmonton
Mr. J. Drader,
I will try and answer your last letter which I received a long time ago. Was glad to hear that you was having such a good time. I am sure it must be next to heaven to be at the wheel of a six cylinder on a good asphalt road. I never drove a six cylinder but if I do say it my self there are very few can show me there heels with a ford. I have sure used barrels & barrels of gasoline. I am sending a newspaper picture of the officers of the 51st which left for the front last Saturday.
Earl and I were down to see Eugene Friday night when they were confined to quarters just before leaving and I quite agree with you that he is a fine man and I am proud of him as a brother but I can’t imagine who Miss Martins is or how she got away down in California. Does her father work in the land titles office in Edmonton? If so I have heard of her before all though I did not know her name.
We are given to understand that we are to leave this month as we are under orders to be in readiness to leave on a short notice. At present I am on what they call fire picket. This is a line of duty which lasts for one (?) and once warned for it you can not leave barracks so all the excitement I will have for the next few days is writing letters. You spoke in your last letter telling me about ancesters. I have always wanted to know more about this as I have known no farther back than my own father. Well I can’t think of any news so will close for now, from your loving Son,