Thursday, 26 January, 1945

Belgium

Dearest Folks,

Well, a lot has happened since I last wrote you, but few things that I can tell you about. I’m feeling tip top, and have good quarters sand meals. My only gripe is the cold - it’s so intense, and, to top it all, most of the time I ride around in an open "peep." The mountains here are so darned high and the valleys so deep--the roads are, therefore, a mass of twists and turns - most of them rather slippery. The village we are staying in now sits out on the nose of a mountain and overlooks the valley and the huge hills beyond. Believe me it’s really something to see the whole country covered with a blanket of snow about a foot or two deep. But just anything that resembles Oklahoma would make my heart leap with joy. Once, I get back to the states and the sunny southeast, I never want to roam again - even the trees are covered with snow.

My work here as Liasion Officer for this Battalion is very interesting but many is the time I have to make runs late at night. Last night I finished rather early - about ten o’clock - but we had a staff meeting causing me to stay up till nearly one a.m. I got my sleep on the wrong end of the night. I slept till nine o’clock. Maybe I can get plenty of snoozing after the war. Dorothy and I plan to take a month’s vacation after the war if time permits before we return to school. We want to spend a few days with each of our families then go off to ourselves for awhile. I’d give about anything to see you now - it has been so darned long.

Last night we had a treat for supper - baked chicken, but it wasn’t as good as you can cook Mother. As a rule we have pretty good food but occasionalty things take a turn for the worse. As long as we are given as good food as we are now, I sure won’t kick a bit.

As yet I haven’t received mail from you since I left the states, but it should be coming through in a week or two. I hope so because I’m really aching for news from home. I’ll close now and eat dinner, after which I’ll be on my way over the country again.

as ever,

J.Clyde

P.S. I would send this air mail but I’m conserving my small supply (of stamps) until my order is deliverd.

jcs