TRANSCRIBED FROM THE MOUNTAIN WAVE NOVEMBER 8, 1918 P. 3
Camp Gaillard, Canal Zone, Oct. 6, ’18.
Mrs. Florence Gray, Marshall, Ark.
Dear Mother:
I hope you will forgive me for not writing any sooner, but I have neglected it. I suppose you know that I am in Panama now. It is a fairly good country, but cannot be compared with the good old U. S. A. The climate is a good deal hotter here than in the states, and we have no winter. There are two seasons—the rainy season and the dry season. It rains almost every here now.
I suppose Jesse is in the army now, is he not? I hope he will like it, but I am afraid he won’t. I like it all right. It all depends on the man whether he gets along all right in the army or not. We have good officers and good meals. We had a ball game yesterday with Company I. We beat them 7 to 5. Their Lieutenant pitched the last two innings for them, but he didn’t do any better than the rest of them.
Mama, how is Leonard? I think of him often. There is a little girl here right across the street that reminds me of him. She is not quite as large as he is, though I expect Maggie is a great big girl now, isn’t she?
Tomorrow is my birthday, the first one I ever spent away from home, but all of you will remember me in your thoughts anyway.
Tell Carrie and Kate to write to me, and write oftener yourself. Keep on writing, even if you don’t get a letter from me every week, but I will write as often as I can. Tell everybody hello for me.
Your loving son,
Priv. Clyde B. Gray,
Co. K, 33d Infantry,
Camp Gaillard, C. Z., Panama.
P. S —Send me some home papers.
NOTES: Clyde B. Gray was born in Marshall, Arkansas on October 7, 1900 and died in on May 13, 1988. He is buried in the Mound Grove Cemetery in Independence, Missouri. He enlisted in the service on July 13, 1918 and was discharged on February 12, 1919.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS
Camp Gaillard, Canal Zone, Oct. 6, ’18.
Mrs. Florence Gray, Marshall, Ark.
Dear Mother:
I hope you will forgive me for not writing any sooner, but I have neglected it. I suppose you know that I am in Panama now. It is a fairly good country, but cannot be compared with the good old U. S. A. The climate is a good deal hotter here than in the states, and we have no winter. There are two seasons—the rainy season and the dry season. It rains almost every here now.
I suppose Jesse is in the army now, is he not? I hope he will like it, but I am afraid he won’t. I like it all right. It all depends on the man whether he gets along all right in the army or not. We have good officers and good meals. We had a ball game yesterday with Company I. We beat them 7 to 5. Their Lieutenant pitched the last two innings for them, but he didn’t do any better than the rest of them.
Mama, how is Leonard? I think of him often. There is a little girl here right across the street that reminds me of him. She is not quite as large as he is, though I expect Maggie is a great big girl now, isn’t she?
Tomorrow is my birthday, the first one I ever spent away from home, but all of you will remember me in your thoughts anyway.
Tell Carrie and Kate to write to me, and write oftener yourself. Keep on writing, even if you don’t get a letter from me every week, but I will write as often as I can. Tell everybody hello for me.
Your loving son,
Priv. Clyde B. Gray,
Co. K, 33d Infantry,
Camp Gaillard, C. Z., Panama.
P. S —Send me some home papers.
NOTES: Clyde B. Gray was born in Marshall, Arkansas on October 7, 1900 and died in on May 13, 1988. He is buried in the Mound Grove Cemetery in Independence, Missouri. He enlisted in the service on July 13, 1918 and was discharged on February 12, 1919.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS