TRANSCRIBED FROM THE MALVERN TIMES JOURNAL MARCH 6, 1919 P. 1
January 26, 1919.
Mr. Jim Parker:
Dear Father:
I will try to write you a few lines to let you know how I am getting along. I am just fine today. I took a little walk this morning over the hills and looked over the country. Believe me, there is some pretty country here, but I tell you the old U. S. A. beats them all, with me. I tell you, daddy, it’s hard to get wood to burn we boys have to go out at night and get wood. It makes me mad. I don’t like France. Daddy, you can’t blame us boys, can you? I can hear you say “no” in my mind.
How is mamma and Richard and Elwood? Give them my love. I hope to see you all soon, for I am crazy to get home. Daddy, I will be glad when I get back in old Malvern. I want to see the American people. Daddy, this is Sunday. I have been going all day, and must close.
From your loving boy, forever,
JOHN PARKER.
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TRANSCRIBED BY KAREN PITTMAN
January 26, 1919.
Mr. Jim Parker:
Dear Father:
I will try to write you a few lines to let you know how I am getting along. I am just fine today. I took a little walk this morning over the hills and looked over the country. Believe me, there is some pretty country here, but I tell you the old U. S. A. beats them all, with me. I tell you, daddy, it’s hard to get wood to burn we boys have to go out at night and get wood. It makes me mad. I don’t like France. Daddy, you can’t blame us boys, can you? I can hear you say “no” in my mind.
How is mamma and Richard and Elwood? Give them my love. I hope to see you all soon, for I am crazy to get home. Daddy, I will be glad when I get back in old Malvern. I want to see the American people. Daddy, this is Sunday. I have been going all day, and must close.
From your loving boy, forever,
JOHN PARKER.
NOTES:
TRANSCRIBED BY KAREN PITTMAN