TRANSCRIBED FROM THE COLUMBIA BANNER JUNE 26, 1918 P. 3
May 4, 1918,
Dear Mama:
I will write you a few lines to let you know where I am. I am well and hope this will find you the same.
I received your letter today. I sure was glad to hear from you.
The wheat is pretty and green in the land that I had never seen. The houses are all concrete here. There is no timber except cedar and beam. It is raining today and mighty cold. I wore my overcoat all day.
They don’t raise any corn or cotton here. You see it is too cold. I reckon cotton would scare these people here.
Tell Hudson that the folks work on the farm with a one horse wagon. They hitch three horses to the wagon, oneright ahead of the other like Mr. Wood hauls logs, and they plow oxen here and plow horses, one hitched right a head of the other and one person walks and leads. The wagons are not like they are at home, they just have two wheels and look funny.
This is a right pretty country, but I like there the best.
Mama, I crossed the biggest pond I ever saw. I hope and pray that I may cross back some day soon. I have been over Ga., Ala., Tenn., and S. C. and a little of France, but nothing suits me as well as old Ark.. and I hope and pray that I will land in good old Ark. Again.
Tell all of them to write me. I don’t have time to write to all, I hope and pray that we will meet again some day.
Love to all.
Your son.
Private Edward Schocklee,
Co. 6th U. S. Inf., A. E. F. France.
NOTES: The newspaper spells his name incorrectly. Edward Elliott Shocklee was born on December 31, 1895 and on died December 7, 1979. He is buried in the Ebenezer Cemetery at Ebenezer, Arkansas. He was described as being slender with light blue eyes and light hair.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT
May 4, 1918,
Dear Mama:
I will write you a few lines to let you know where I am. I am well and hope this will find you the same.
I received your letter today. I sure was glad to hear from you.
The wheat is pretty and green in the land that I had never seen. The houses are all concrete here. There is no timber except cedar and beam. It is raining today and mighty cold. I wore my overcoat all day.
They don’t raise any corn or cotton here. You see it is too cold. I reckon cotton would scare these people here.
Tell Hudson that the folks work on the farm with a one horse wagon. They hitch three horses to the wagon, oneright ahead of the other like Mr. Wood hauls logs, and they plow oxen here and plow horses, one hitched right a head of the other and one person walks and leads. The wagons are not like they are at home, they just have two wheels and look funny.
This is a right pretty country, but I like there the best.
Mama, I crossed the biggest pond I ever saw. I hope and pray that I may cross back some day soon. I have been over Ga., Ala., Tenn., and S. C. and a little of France, but nothing suits me as well as old Ark.. and I hope and pray that I will land in good old Ark. Again.
Tell all of them to write me. I don’t have time to write to all, I hope and pray that we will meet again some day.
Love to all.
Your son.
Private Edward Schocklee,
Co. 6th U. S. Inf., A. E. F. France.
NOTES: The newspaper spells his name incorrectly. Edward Elliott Shocklee was born on December 31, 1895 and on died December 7, 1979. He is buried in the Ebenezer Cemetery at Ebenezer, Arkansas. He was described as being slender with light blue eyes and light hair.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT