France, 14 August 1944
Most of my letters recently have gone to the children but I assume they read them or they tell you what is in them. I must admit that the day slip by, and while I have all the good intentions in the world about writing, I find them too full to get in much time for writing.
Just now there is a bit of a lull. It won’t last long and it will be only a matter of a few days before we will be going to other locations. Progress of our armies has been rapid as you no doubt are aware from newspaper reports. It looks as though the next four days will permit a great opportunity for a decided set back of the Germans.
Every day brings in a bit of the extras of army life. There is a movie every night but I have’nt been to it as yet, because it starts at six thirty and I am usually still wandering around at that time. A few nights ago there was an OSD show for the troops. It was made up it seems to me of a lot of broken down burlesque chorines. It was a bit pathetic The were