Pvt. W.D. Johnson 34945847
G Co. 26th Inf.
APO # 1, c/o Postmaster
New York, N.Y.
Feb 20, 1945
Miss Dixie E. Macey
104 Cloverdale Rd.
Montgomery 6, Alabama
USA
Dearest Dixie and Grandma,
I’ve been so busy chasing these kraut eating heathens and dodging their bullets (a few of which I zigged when I should have zagged, as you know) that I do pretty well to keep Mom & Louise fairly well posted on how to live the life beautiful in foreign lands. So maybe you all have heard a few of the dulcet stories sung in my epistles to them: how the murmuring pines of Hurtgen Forest remind one of Evangeline; and how 18 inches of snow over a foxhole recalls (to the more imaginative) the cozy warmth of Whittier’s “Snowbound” and, of course, the log fire and the bouncing red-cheeked babes.
Grandma, I talk somethin’ terrible now. You’ll have to put wax in your ears, and as soon as peace is declared, you’d better start leaving your doors unlocked because I’ve learned a bad habit of blowing up locked doors with hand grenades and I might blow yours off ‘fore I thought!
I hope you all are well and had a good winter. Spring is here now and we’re all hoping for all sorts of good to come out of it. And thanks again for my swell hdkfs. They are all I own.
Lots of love,
David