December 4, 1952
Dear Mom, Dad and All,
We got moved again. We will be here about two weeks. We had a bad thing happen already. When we was unloading the tanks from the flatcars, one of the guys fell on the tracks and it cut his leg off just below the knee. I got there just after it happened. It sure didn't look nice.
It was 2 in the morning and was dark yet.
We won't start firing till Monday. It's all hills in this place, and slick with ice and snow. Cold too. We got plenty of clothes though.
This is a short note, but nothing is happening lately.