July 13, 1944
Thursday

My dearest Grace,

Hello, honey, here I am again.  I couldn't wait till I reached the next camp to write to you so I figured I'd write a short note now instead of the other letter I've been writing the last few days which is too long to mail out from this camp.  I hope you can wait just a little longer for it.

Again today it is raining.  The climate reminds me of California, where the sun always shines. 

Sorry, darling, got to go now.  Have some equipment to get.

Well, honey, I'm back again, we walked in the rain and when we got there they told us it was all a mistake.  It is still the same old Army.  They never do anything right the first time.

Even here overseas we have inspections every day.  The guys sure get mad cause they tell us not do certain things and the officers go right around and do it.

I think I'll close otherwise this letter might be too long.

Love,
Ray