Letters

31 October 1943

Dearest,
Spent Sunday getting straightened around, etc. Warm here at day, cool at night. A lot of fine silt-like sand here-abouts. Feel like I'm in a "Lost World", but must say looks more like an Army camp than the place I came from. 17 weeks of the roughest, toughest B. training you could ask for starts tomorrow.
All My Love, Melvin