The Monthly News

     They finally came! The airplane that drops our correspondence was two weeks late due to a bombing at the closest hanger. Five people died. Three Charlies, and two pilots. It wasn't that big of a news story according to the local disk jockeys who were all hyped up about an unscheduled air-raid. The only thing that even came close to mentioning the attack was their names being solemnly spoken near the end. A minute of silence for their passing, as well as 26 others in another close by area of conflict.
     Anyway, enough bad news. My brother just wrote that he got straight A's! I'm so proud of the little bugger. No doubt mom's making her golden sugar cookies. Man, do I dream about her cooking. Just last night, I started to doze, and swore to God when I thought she was standing before my very eyes, humming in the kitchen busy as ever while gunfire sounded just a few miles from camp.

     Dad's letter was basically the same as hers, wishing me health and luck, but she was a bit more sensitive. Mom told me how she and the church group were praying for my safety, as well as Mrs. Thomson's daughter who became an an army nurse. I can hardly believe stuck up Michelle would volunteer for something like that! I guess I didn't know her all that well. Maybe we should search each other out? It wouldn't hurt to have someone from home understand what I'm going through.