TRANSCRIBED FROM THE GRAND PRAIRIE NEWS JANUARY 23, 1919 P. 4
Verdun, France,
November 28, 1918
Dearest Folks:
Well, dear folks, as this is Thanksgiving evening and a bunch of us went to the Y.W. I thought I would drop you a few lines to let you all know how I am getting along. Well, I suppose that you had wild ducks for dinner and I just know how good they were. We had mashed potatoes, meat, beans, bread and coffee. That is one thing that we certainly get enough of, is eats, and a good place to sleep.
I suppose you can remember this place yet, by reading in the papers. We are at Verdun, and believe me, the town sure is all riddled in pieces and all the buildings are stone. It is impossible to explain how things really look. The people that don’t see it, can not imagine how it looks. We landed here at Verdun the 25th. We were on the train for four days, and believe me, we sure saw some fierce country and some fine country. Hundreds of acres in wheat, onions, cabbage, sugar beets, turnips---all kinds of truck.
Well folks when you see Louise, tell them how I am, because it is very unhandy for me to write, and also tell Ed how I am. I wrote him once just to let him know that I arrived safe.
Well, I will have to close, for it is late, and I will have to get up early in the morning to go to work at the hospital again. So, good night. My love and kisses to all. I remain,
Your son,
Joseph
NOTES: This letter was written by Joseph Keferl.
TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE POLSTON
Verdun, France,
November 28, 1918
Dearest Folks:
Well, dear folks, as this is Thanksgiving evening and a bunch of us went to the Y.W. I thought I would drop you a few lines to let you all know how I am getting along. Well, I suppose that you had wild ducks for dinner and I just know how good they were. We had mashed potatoes, meat, beans, bread and coffee. That is one thing that we certainly get enough of, is eats, and a good place to sleep.
I suppose you can remember this place yet, by reading in the papers. We are at Verdun, and believe me, the town sure is all riddled in pieces and all the buildings are stone. It is impossible to explain how things really look. The people that don’t see it, can not imagine how it looks. We landed here at Verdun the 25th. We were on the train for four days, and believe me, we sure saw some fierce country and some fine country. Hundreds of acres in wheat, onions, cabbage, sugar beets, turnips---all kinds of truck.
Well folks when you see Louise, tell them how I am, because it is very unhandy for me to write, and also tell Ed how I am. I wrote him once just to let him know that I arrived safe.
Well, I will have to close, for it is late, and I will have to get up early in the morning to go to work at the hospital again. So, good night. My love and kisses to all. I remain,
Your son,
Joseph
NOTES: This letter was written by Joseph Keferl.
TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE POLSTON