1943 (approx.) — Camp Carson, Colorado
Dear Ann
How is everything Babe? I'm writing to you at last. I have no excuse for not writing except that there isn't anything to write about. I'm a regular sport and I don't take much time out for writing letters. Every night I either play baseball or practice playing. On weekends as soon as I'm free I go right to town.
We are supposed to go to Tennessee for maneuvers either the middle of September or the first of October. They are supposed to last a month and I don't know where we will end up after that.
The reason I'm writing with pencil is that I don't have time to hunt for my pen. I'm going to play ball again tonight in about a half hour.
Lillian wrote to me from Niagara Falls and said not to write that she would be home in a couple of weeks.
I got a letter from both Aunt Bea and Aunt Katherine. They told me that James McGlinn? was going in the Army. Is he in yet?
Well take it easy. I will write later. Don't worry if I don't drop you a line every week. This outfit I'm in is never going any place.
Best of Luck? George