Well after I had wrote it I thought I better have it fixed up like a
valentine and they's one of the boys in our Co. named Stoops that use to
be a artist so I had him draw me a couple of hearts with a bow and arrow
sticking through them and a few flowers on a peace of card board and
I coppied off the valentine on the card in printing and stuck it in a
envelope and took it over to her and I didn't wait for her to open it up
and look at it and I just says here is that valentine I promised you and
its 1 day late and she blushed up and couldn't say nothing and I come away.
Well Al she has read it by this time and I hope she don't take nothing
I said serious but of course she knows I am a married man and she can
read between the lines and see where I am trying to let her down easy and
telling her to not expect no more tensions from me and its just like saying
good by to her in a way only not as rough as comeing right out and saying
it. But I won't see her no more and its all over before it begun you might
say.

Well we passed some German prisoners today and believe me we give them a
ride. Everybody called them Heinie and Fritz and I seen one of them giveing
me a look like he was wondring if all the U. S. soldiers was big stroppers
like I but I stuck out my tongue at him and said "What do you think you are
looking at you big pretzel" and he didn't dast say nothing back. Well they
was a fine looking gang and they's been a lot of storys going the rounds
about no soap in Germany. Well Al its all true.

Well I finely got a letter from Florrie that is if you could call it a
letter and to read it you wouldn't never guess that she had a husband over
here in France and maybe never see him again but you would think I had went
across the st. to get a bottle of ketchup and all as she said about little
Al was that he needed a new pair of shoes and they's about as much news in