[stationery letterhead displaying Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry regimental badge]

Nov. 16/50.

Dear Mom:

Were still sitting here at W. W. waiting to move. We'll be going to Fort Lewis this Sunday the 20^th of November. Don't tell anybody it's a big secret. Everyone and his dog knows more about it than we do. We'll be at Fort Lewis for a short while and then overseas.

I think I've put on weight again the past week or so. We've just been lying around, no training at all. Easier than civvy life, but it won't last long.

I hope we begin to move pretty soon, everybody is just waiting to go. Then when we get there, we'll wish we were back. Such is life.

Did my civvies arrive home from Calgary. Remember I told you I lent them to a fellow in Calgary. I just wondered whether he sent them or not. It doesn't matter very much now. I don't think I'll need them for a while.

The weather hasn't been bad back here, it's cold but we don't stay out in it very long. A bit of snow is on the ground, not much. No rain, just right.

I'd send you the overseas address but I don't remember it. It's probably in the papers anyway. Parcels are supposed to be sent well in advance and so on. I guess I'll be away for Christmas this time. You can look after the Morgan tribe and the Spear's, I'll be glad to miss that.

Everything's swell, got paid last night.

Ed.

P.S. This is the address for Fort Lewis, I don't know how long we'll be there. Send the mail there until I send [bottom left corner of page has been neatly torn off]

[Editor’s note: The back of the first page appears to have been used at some later date as random scrap paper, author/s unknown. It has not been transcribed.]