Sunday 5/5/1918

My Dear Mother

Just a few lines to let you know every thing is going well, feeling fine, and the beautiful green fields-the birds singing and the fine warm spring air all combine to keep one happy.

Am busy again but had a fine rest for two weeks which I used to add a little more color to my face and an additional few pounds avoir dupais.

Had a letter from [?] and Fred Baker yesterday. Also- one from Agnes dated April 13 and glad to hear nobody at home is any "sicker" than they are. Agnes say the house resembled a Rest house for a few days but nothing serious.

When I see Norman Rippon again I'll tell him Agnes knows his Sister, but if remember right she is in Woodstock now. Poor Rip, His people invested all his assigned pay in War Loan and he nearly took a [?]. I think the misery if it all made us closer friends.

He had a beautiful and most wonderfully expressive flaw of language when this occurred. How I do like a man who speaks his heart.

Will be writing you at length in a short while so will bring this to close.

I hope you are all keeping well and with kindest love to you all.

Your loving son

John

P.S. Remember me to Winne, Edna, Lena, and any phone calls.
John