TRANSCRIBED FROM THE LONOKE DEMOCRAT JANUARY 2, 1919 P. 1
St. Nazaire, France, Dec. 7, 1918
Dear Uncle and Aunt:
Will write you a few lines to let you know that I am still living and have not entirely forgotten you. Am feeling O. K. at present. Hope you are all well.
I have had a spell of the influenza since arriving over here.
This is a wonderful place but the old U. S. A. is more wonderful to me. Have been over a good part of France: have seen some very pretty things here but no comparison to the things at home; even the girls are not as pretty as the American girls, or at least I don’t think so.
At present I am attached to the Remount Station, a part of the Quartermasters, and doing such work as unloading stock, taking care of them feeding and driving. Where we are located is only a stones throw from the Bay of Biscay. Very muddy here, it rains almost every day. Today is the first time I have seen the sun shine in days.
Every body wears hip boots, rain suits and rain hats. There is no telling when I ever will get back home, I read in the papers where it would take at least nine months to get all the A. E. F. men out of France and I guess I will be one among the last to get out of this mud hole.
We are well fed and have plenty of warm clothes, but some times when we are on the road places to sleep are not the best. While I was sick I got lost from my old company and was transferred to a bunch of casuals and this is the place I landed. We may get out of here pretty soon, and again it may be months.
I havent had a letter from home in two months, my mail has all gone to the 153rd. Company, and has’nt ever been returned. Will close, hoping all are well, and a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Love to all,
Guy L. Glover
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TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE POLSTON