MilColl_WWII_33_Morrison_Robert_R_Jr_Papers_B2F11_Corr_1946_020

II

I make it by the middle of March!
We just have to sit here and
"sweat out" a ship. Thank goodness
for one thing - it's pretty weather.
Just like spring. These tents would
be no fun at all if it was cold.
They seem to think we will be
here at least five days.

I'm taking a lot of pictures.
I have "beaucoup" film. Should
have a good "picture story" for
you about my trip home by the
time I got there.

I'm sitting just outside the
door of the tent writting this.
That old sun shine certainly
does feel good! France can be
sunny at times and the very
muddiest place on earth at other
times.

Well, no matter how bad things
may seem here, at least I'm at
last on my way home to you,
Mac, Mama and all the rest of
the folks I love so well. I thank
God for that. Hoping to see you
soon, maybe not so long after
you get this letter.

Love Ya',

Bobby