June 21, 1944

Dear Folks: It is cold again to-day but yesterday we actually went outside without a coat. I spent most of the afternoon painting our new picket fence. We are painting it white. I even saw a couple of flies around yesterday. But that was yesterday. Today, I’m writing this while sitting by the fire. We still sleep under 4 blankets. Went to the show on the post last nite. Our Group had a celebration yesterday. Free beer, speeches, baseball, and boxing. Can’t say what it was for but it was for quite an accomplishment of the Group. Chaplain Moore went on a mission the other day. When he got back he was presented with a big bogus medal that hung around his neck like a millstone. Suppose you have started harvesting. Hope you have film to take some pictures with. The oats are [just] heading up here. Got a V-mail from Aunt Hattie yesterday and will answer it to-day.                                    Yours truly, John