Camp Carson, Christmas 1942 — Camp Carson, Colorado
Dear Ann
I haven't been writing as often as I started. It's not because I am forgetting you but I don't sit still long enough to write. I go to movies or dances almost every night.
In a couple of days I will write Jim McQuaid and thank him for those two bucks. That really was nice of him. Wasn't it? I never expected anything from him. Today I got a card from Mrs Brown and she said she was sending me a box of cookies. I will write and thank her but if you see her soon tell her I appreciate it because I only write one or two letters a day.
If I'm not mistaken you should have received a letter between this one and the? Thanksgiving. If you didn't let me know. I got the camera and the Thanksgiving package, also the Christmas gifts. Thanks a lot for everything.
According to the reports I've been getting about the weather at home it must be a lot colder there than it is here. The only time we have it cold is at nights. During the day so far it has been like Spring here.
About half of this camp is quarantined with Scarlet Fever or mumps. So far it hasn't affected me any. I hope it doesn't because I hate staying around the barracks all of the time.
Well I'll write again when I'm not so sleepy. I won't be as long answering your letters either.
Your Darling Brother, George