Somewhere in France
Dec 21st 1917

Dear Mother and Father

I received your most welcome letter yesterday and was glad to hear that you are both in good health. I am still keeping in the best of health although I have my usual cold.

The weather is very cold and frosty, out here just now and that sure is better than the rain and, of course all kinds of mud.

There is a concert party in the town I’m in now, and it is run by soldiers and they have a swell band. It seemed like old times to hear real music once more.

The show isn’t bad considering the theatre is a tent and besides they have to be on the move all the time.

I haven’t had any parcels since July and that one came from Westminster and was mailed in April, but don’t worry they will turn up some day.

I guess I have been pretty lucky as far as the line is concerned, and I sure hope my good luck stays with me.

I got a letter from Sis the other day, and she said she was thinking of going home for Christmas. I would just about give everything I’ve got if I could be there too. Maybe I will next Christmas. Well Mother I will close for this time hoping to hear from you soon and Wishing you a Merry Xmas.

I remain ever your
loving son
Amos