November 23-1944 Thursday-Letter home

Belgium November 23rd

Dearest Mom and all,

Just a note to go with the card. I've been waiting in vain the past few weeks for mail, but it just doesn't come through. I've had three letters from Leona and that's all.

My case of the G. I.s (Gastric trouble-running to the little outhouse at all times of the day or night) is all over and I'm feeling great again.

All of the first snow is gone now and we're having a siege of mud and cold rain. Boy, what I wouldn't give for a little of that good old Utah fall weather. Oh, it rains and snows there in the fall, but nothing compared to this place.

Well today is Thanksgiving day and I certainly wish I could be at home to enjoy it there. Oh boy, what meals we used to have and with all the family around the table too! I think our turkey dinner today is going to be plenty good, but being with the family is the best part of Thanksgiving.

Anyway, I'll write again soon.
Love, Lu

Cliff Hope from his book. A few days before Thanksgiving Day I went to church services at Oudler that day with Winsor and came back to a complete turkey dinner. "Best eal I've ever had at Hdq. Kitchen." I told my diary. The kitchen crew had gone to great lengths to prepare this dinner, complete with a mimeographed, folded menu with a turkey sketched on the cover.

Menu for Thanksgiving Day
Thursday, November 23 1944

Cream of Tomato Soup
Dutch Roast Turkey
Cranberry Sauce
Creamed Giblet Gravy
Buttered Sweet Potatoes
Escalloped Corn
French Peas
Cabbage and Apple Salad
Layer Cake
Apple Pie
Peach Pie
Bread-Butter-Coffee
Assorted Candies

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