TRANSCRIBED FROM THE NEVADA COUNTY PICAYUNE SEPTEMBER 12, 1918 P. 8
Somewhere in France, Aug. 20, 1918.
Dear Mother and all.
Will write a few lines this evening. This leaves me well, and hope that this will find all well and doing fine at home.
I have sure had a fine time since we left the States. This is sure a beautiful county, everything is so pretty and green just now. Spring weather over here, blackberries just blooming. This is an ideal country for truck farming, also lots of wheat grown over here. Horses and cattle are very large and look fine.
Since being in Europe I have been in a Cathedral built somewhere near 1500 years ago, and still is a very fine place.
I know no news, except everyone in this country thinks this war will soon close. Answer soon.
Address:
Sgt. Chas. A. Myers.
Co. B. 306 Engr., American Expeditionary Forces, via New York.
P. S. I am sending home a message from King George. Please take care of it for me.
Charles.
NOTES: This letter was written by Sgt. Charles A Myers of Nevada County to his mother.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT
Somewhere in France, Aug. 20, 1918.
Dear Mother and all.
Will write a few lines this evening. This leaves me well, and hope that this will find all well and doing fine at home.
I have sure had a fine time since we left the States. This is sure a beautiful county, everything is so pretty and green just now. Spring weather over here, blackberries just blooming. This is an ideal country for truck farming, also lots of wheat grown over here. Horses and cattle are very large and look fine.
Since being in Europe I have been in a Cathedral built somewhere near 1500 years ago, and still is a very fine place.
I know no news, except everyone in this country thinks this war will soon close. Answer soon.
Address:
Sgt. Chas. A. Myers.
Co. B. 306 Engr., American Expeditionary Forces, via New York.
P. S. I am sending home a message from King George. Please take care of it for me.
Charles.
NOTES: This letter was written by Sgt. Charles A Myers of Nevada County to his mother.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT