Spitball Army

[A note written at the top of the letter by Harry reads:
Mary, I am sending this to you so you can see what it is like at home now. You can see by the.]

Dec. 13, 1944 Wenesday [sic]

My Dear Virgil

Well, I thought you would like to know how every body was getting along. Well to begin telling the snow is about two feet deep this morning and still snowing and blowing and drifting. The mail man can not get through at all. The super highway is closed. There is no school in almost all the counties. We heard over the radio last evening there is one open in Pittsburg. I think the announcer said The Doorman School was open. I had to shovel the path to the chicken houses but the snow fell so fast it filled up so that was to be swept or shoveled out. It was easiest to shovel you see. I make Pup stay in the house so his cold will get better. Well Flupisd got sported back to camp in Mississippi on Tuesday in all the storm but Sis and her Boy is still with See they could not go. James could not get his car out you see he was going to take her down to the train. James can’t go to work, there is too much snow ever where. The deer hunters are stalled. This is one time they had snow enough for hunting. Say you tell Mary to write often. It takes one letter so long to travel across the world. We can have one letter coming while the other is going over. She said you was not getting your mail. I can not understand it. I write two or three times a week so I know there is a few letters some place. We got two letters from Kenneth on Tuesday. One was wrote on October 27 the other Nov almost one month now. Well we heard the news from latest Uncle Sams Boys are going right in that island. The way Kenny tells about that place they have plenty mud and rain. He said he took a bath in the pouring rain the other day. Well this will be all for today. This is Wednesday eleven o’clock, so write very soon. Lots of love to both of you. May God bless and keep you always.

By now.
Pop and Mom

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