Well old pal I am homewards bound as they say as the war is Feeney as far as I am conserned and I am sailing tonight along with a lot of the other boys that’s being sent home for good and when I look at some of the rest of them I guess I am lucky to be in as good a shape as I am. I am OK only for my arm and wile it won’t never be as good as it was I can probably get to use it pretty good in a few months and all as I can say is thank god it is my left arm and not the old souper that use to stand Cobb and them on their head and it will stand them on their head again Al as soon as this war is over and I guess I won’t half to go begging to Comiskey to give me another chance after what I have done as even if I couldn’t pitch up a alley I would be a money maker for them just setting on the bench and showing myself after this.
Well we are saying good by to old France and I don’t know how the rest of the boys feels but I am not haveing no trouble controling myself and when it comes down to cases Al the shoe is on the other ft. and what I am getting at is that France ought to be the 1 that hates to see us leave as I doubt if they will ever get a bunch of spenders like us over here again.
Well Al it certainly seems quite down here in this old sea port town after what we have been through and it seems like I can still hear them big guns roar and them riffles crack and etc. and I feel like I ought to keep my head down all the wile and keep out of the snippers way and I could all most shut my eyes and imagine I was back there again in that he‑ll hole but I know I’m not Al as I don’t itch.
Well Al my wounds isn’t the only reason I am comeing home but they’s another reason and that is that they want some of us poplar idles to help rouse up the public on this here next Liberty Loan and I don’t mind it as they have promised to send me home to Chi and I can be with Florrie and the kids. I will do what I can Al though I can’t figure where the public would need any rouseing up and they certainly wouldn’t if they had of been through what I have been through and maybe some of the other boys to. It takes jack to run a war Al even if us boys don’t get none of it or what we do get they either send it home to our wife or take it away from us in a crap game.
Well old pal I left the hospital the day before yesterday and that was the only time I felt like crying since they told me I was going home and it wasn’t so much for myself Al but that poor little nurse and you would of felt like crying to if you could of seen the look she give me. Her name is Charlotte Warren and she lives in Minneapolis and expects to go right back there after she is through over here but that don’t do me no good as a married man with a couple children has got something better to do besides flirting with a pretty little nurse and besides I won’t never pitch ball in Minneapolis as I expect to quit the game when I am about 40.
Well Al some of the boys wants to say their farewells to the Vin Rouge and the la la las and I will half to close and I will write again as soon as I get home and tell you what the baby gal looks like though they’s only the 1 way she could look and that’s good.
Well here is good by to France and good luck to all the boys that’s going to stay over here and Simple Simon with the rest of them and I suppose I ought to of got a few souvenirs off him to bring home with me. But I guess at that I will be carrying a souvenir of this war for a long wile Al and its better than any of them foney ones he has got as the 1 I have got shows I was realy in it and done my bit for old Glory and the U.S.A.
Chicago, Aug. 29.
Friend Al: Well Al here I am back in old Chi and feeling pretty good only for my arm and my left leg is still stiff yet and I caught a mean cold comeing across the old pond but what is a few little things like that as the main thing is being home.
Well old pal they wasn’t nothing happened on the trip across the old pond only it took a whole lot to long and believe me old N.Y. looked good but believe me I wouldn’t waist no time in N.Y. only long enough to climb outside a big steak and the waiter had to cut it up for me but even the waiters treated us fine and everywheres we showed up the people was wild about us and cheered and clapped and it sounded like old times when I use to walk out there to warm up.
Well we hit N.Y. in the a.m. and left that night and got here last eve. and I didn’t leave Florrie know just when I was comeing as I wanted to supprise her. Well Al I ought to of wired ahead and told her to go easy
