France, March 29, 1917
Dear Father,
A few lines to let you know I am OK and feeling fine. I got your letter the other day saying you were going to Owen Sound and that Gordon had had the measles. You were right about Arthur Stevenson, but he has moved away now. I have not heard from Vernon Robinson for some time. Is he still working for Gordon? I got a letter from Aunt Nellie. I will write to her and let her know when I want some socks. I also got a pair from a lady in Hanover, Ont., that were sent out to the troops. I have not heard from Archie for some time. I suppose he is on his way to Canada. It is raining today and there is plenty of mud. I had a nice chunk of it for dinner. Archie has been telling Jeanie that he had a loaf of bread and a tin of bully beef to last him a day in the trenches. He was lucky as all that would do me for nearly a week. I do not think this war will last the summer. It is almost impossible for men to stand it longer than a few more months. Remember me to all at home.
Your affectionate son, Ronald