Dear Mother,

I recieved a letter from you a few days ago. I sure was glad to get the picture of Pat. It looks great to me. I had forgotten we had a dog. It’s too hard to write in ink so I will use a pencil. It’s much faster too.

We had a show this afternoon about the man who invented the spitfire fighter plane. It was very good.

I got a letter from Mary today. She wrote it right after I phoned her from Boston. I guess you must know I am over here, then. You can tell Mr. Black that I passed near where he used to live once, quite a while ago. I was on a short leave at the time. Will you please send me aunt Nancy’s address? If I get a weekend I want to go and see her. It will probably be a surprise for her. By the way, don’t worry about me while I am here. Everything is quiet and collected and well under control. I may be home sometime in the middle of the summer. If I am you will have to make some apple and raspberry pies. Yes loved one I still love them. My allotment should start at the end of March. It may be late though. Well I must close

Take care of yourself,
Your loving son
John

[Editor’s note: The letter was dated from the censor stamp date of “MAR 13 1944”.]