R-208467 L.A.C. MOORE, J.L.
#436 SQDN., R.C.A.F.
Sept. 3/45

Dear Mom & Dad,

How are you keeping? I am still rotting away here in Burma. Might get out someday, though. I hope this finds you all well. How are Jim & Gwen? Did they find a suitable house? Has Jim go his discharge yet? I haven't had mail from anywhere for quite a while now. I thought I'd better write anyway and let you know I'm still alive & kicking. (at everything in general). The Monsoons are still on us but I think we have had the worst of them. We had nine inches rainfall in 12 hours one day. I honestly don't know what's holding our tent up. It leaks in a hundred places and is all mouldy. How's the weather there now? Sept. usually wasn't too bad. We had a film last night called "Thunderhead". It was the story of a horse. We always have our shows, when we can get them, right out in the rain. We're having one tonight called "Brazil" but we've had it before so I don't know whether I'll go or not. There's naught else to do though except sit her[e] in the tent & moan about the circumstances, which is all we do half the time anyway. There'll be such a change when I go back to England that I won't be able to stand it. I'll close now hoping to hear from you soon. Your loving son,

Joe.