TRANSCRIBED FROM THE MALVERN TIMES JOURNAL NOVEMBER 7, 1918 P. 7
Mrs. John Walker, R. 2, box 90.
Malvern, Arkansas, U. S. A.
Dear sister:
I will write you a few lines this afternoon, for I know you will be expecting a letter long before this one reaches you. I have not heard from any of you in some time, but here’s hoping all are well with you. We have just returned from our honeymoon trip over the top, and was over the second time while up there, and each of the boys have something now to talk about and laugh about. While things happened so fast while up there that we did not have much time to laugh and talk at times. I suppose you are getting ready for the winter. I can hardly realize it is Sept. for blackberries are ripe in no man’s land, and the great vineyard, which cover the beautiful valleys of such a country that it reminds me of some picture I have seen in childhood days.
I almost get angry sometimes when I get letters from friends and they tell me of some of their friends that are over here, and tell me to look them up, when I am off. They must think I have lots of time for visiting and sight seeing. Gee, the band is playing some sweet music. I wish you were here to listen to it. It sounds so much like old times. Well I don’t know much news, so I will close. Give my love to all and write real soon.
Mechanic Joe M. Walker,
Co. A, 360 Infantry, American Exp. Forces.
NOTES: Walker is writing from France.
TRANSCRIBED BY KAREN PITTMAN