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September 9th Letter to Mom




France Sept 9th

Dearest mom,
Got your letter with the two copies of Aug 6. "The Highland Parker" Good thing there were two of them too because guess who wanted a copy? Bill Richards! He is the assistant to the chaplain who holds services for us about once a week. I thought there was something familiar about the boy playing the tiny field organ-mainly because the music he was using for a prelude was L.D.S. and rendered the way only one of our organists can do it. then I remembered the article mentioning that Bill was somewhere in France so I went up and talked with him after the service. He didn't know me of course cause I'd only met him once-at Fort Douglas two years ago but I'm telling you it's good to meet one of the boys from home again and I hope we can keep on seeing each other once in awhile anyway. He's been here twice before but I didn't hear about the services the first time and the 2nd time I was half way back to my pup tent before I realized who he might be-Anyway thank "The Highland Parker" staff for giving me the tip off won't you.

There isn't much else to report from this front. I'm living swell and staying out of danger as much as possible. The Lord has been very good to us all and I know his protection has been with us. We may be a rough lot at times and not as good as we ought to be, but as a whole the unit is behaving itself mighty well.

I miss you all a great deal and the day that we can all be together again is the thing uppermost in all my dreams. My love to all as well as a multitude of hugs and kisses.
Your Loving Son,
Luther

Marilu: Below see a different issue of the Highlandparker, a ward newsletter from the Highland Park ward. Page three will be posted later.




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