January 19, 1919
Camp Funston, Kansas

My Dear Mamma and Daddy,

How are you folks this fine sunshiney day? Tis sure a fine day. We fellows have been out all afternoon kodaking. Sure an ideal day for that and we should have some good pictures.

Well, Mamma, I guess I won't get my furlough at all. and it almost tickles me to death, for a discharge will suit me so darn much better. I was trying for my pass yesterday and our C.O. said it wouldn't be necessary, for we would be out by this time next week. Almost too good to be true, eh? They started discharging the Sanitary Train this afternoon, so we shouldn't last very long. I guess I will go to Cleveland for a week or so, as they take me to Pawnee, where I entered Uncle Sam's bunch. I really expected to be with him longer and give him some service before being released.

They are holding 20 men of our outfit for a few months to get things straightened up a bit, but my name isn't on the list and I am a glad human. Three months would seem like a year, I imagine, if the gang were all gone. Graham is down to Army City this evening, in search of his overcoat. Some fellow went to the cleaners and got it, but he still has his ticket and is entitled to an overcoat and he is the fellow that will get all he has coming to him. I think I will have to adopt him when we get out of the Army. We have chummed together most every day since May 30, 1918, almost 8 months now. Gee, I am getting to be an old soldier, don't you think?

Well, folks, I will close for this time and hope to see you both very soon. Worlds of love.

Your son,

Charles L.

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