June 8, 1944
Thurs 7:45 PM
Dear Folks:
I suppose the newspapers are all excited and you folks are reading all about the invasion. You probably know more about it than I do, because I don’t have time to read about it. All I know about it is my particular phase of it.
I sent my foot locker out a couple of days ago but it came back because it was 14 lbs overweight.
For now on I’ll be flying the wing of a fellow named Harry Stroh. He is a West Point graduate and the son of a Brig General. He’s a 1st Lt. about to become a captain I imagine. He lives in the same tent as I do. He’s a pretty good kid.
I just now got some mail. I got 2 letters from you, 2 from Pug, and 4 from Garnet. I guess you didn’t ask any questions. What do you do for an income now. Does Dad still work at the mill?
Well I guess I’ll close and go to bed. Got to get up early in the morning.
Love,
Alva



