[Written to Alice in Frankfort, Indiana. Address crossed out in Frankfort, and the following forwarding address written with fountain pen: c/o Helen M., Encino, Calif. Return addressed: Richard, Plt. 622, R.D.M.C.B., San Diego 41, Calif. Originally postmarked in San Diego, Calif., on 8 July 1944 at 7:30 PM. Secondarily postmarked in Frankfort, Ind., on 12 July 1944 at 11 AM.]
July 8, 1944
I’m back again for a few minute. We got off a little early this afternoon and I’ve done about half the work I have to do. Just thought I would rest a little and write before I started the second half.
We started firing our rifle yesterday. That’s really fun as far as I’m concerned. I get rather mad at myself at times because I know I can do better than I do, but I guess you can’t be perfect all the time. We have a pot of about $6.50 that will go to the one who shoots the highest score Thursday. I’m trying for that as you might have guessed. I don’t think I’m get it though. I don’t want to brag, but I don’t think there will be over 2 that will beat me. That is unless I’m not feeling good that day.
Just 3 more weeks and I’ll be out of here. How does that sound? Pretty good to me.
I’ve got to go now Sweetheart.
I love you with all my heart.
I love you.