TRANSCRIBED FROM THE PINE BLUFF DAILY GRAPHIC JANUARY 9, 1919 P. 3
Dec. 12, 1918.
St. Emilion, France.
My dear brother:
I will write you a few lines to see if you will answer it. I would like very much to have a letter from you just to know that you are getting along since you moved down there. I hope you are working for the Mo. P. Ry., and i fyou are, I hope you like it, and will stay with it. Of course I don’t know anything about the road, only that when I was out on the hog, it was one of the best roads to bum my way on. Well, I don’t have to be choicy in which road I ride on over here, as I only go when they say go. They told me to go out one night when I would rather have stayed in but I had a rambling in my head, and it was best for me to go.
Well, I will tell you about some of our fun we have over here. We play games of all kinds: games of war, and all kinds of doll games, that is if it is raining. If it is not, we have something to do. The fun never runs out, but I will be glad when we are loaded on a transport to go back to the grand old States where one can say “good morning” and get the reply “good morning” instead of three or four beaus.
Well, I will have to stop, and am looking for a reply real soon. This is from your bud.
BERMIN W. SHARPLIN,
62nd. Regiment, C.A.C. A. P. O. 728, A. E. F.
NOTES: Sharplin is writing to his brother, Obie of near Pine Bluff, Arkansas.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS
Dec. 12, 1918.
St. Emilion, France.
My dear brother:
I will write you a few lines to see if you will answer it. I would like very much to have a letter from you just to know that you are getting along since you moved down there. I hope you are working for the Mo. P. Ry., and i fyou are, I hope you like it, and will stay with it. Of course I don’t know anything about the road, only that when I was out on the hog, it was one of the best roads to bum my way on. Well, I don’t have to be choicy in which road I ride on over here, as I only go when they say go. They told me to go out one night when I would rather have stayed in but I had a rambling in my head, and it was best for me to go.
Well, I will tell you about some of our fun we have over here. We play games of all kinds: games of war, and all kinds of doll games, that is if it is raining. If it is not, we have something to do. The fun never runs out, but I will be glad when we are loaded on a transport to go back to the grand old States where one can say “good morning” and get the reply “good morning” instead of three or four beaus.
Well, I will have to stop, and am looking for a reply real soon. This is from your bud.
BERMIN W. SHARPLIN,
62nd. Regiment, C.A.C. A. P. O. 728, A. E. F.
NOTES: Sharplin is writing to his brother, Obie of near Pine Bluff, Arkansas.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS