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Show LETTERS FROM SOLDIER BOY3 IN THE SERVICE OF UNCLE SAM Dear Mother and Father :- My arm and shoulder does not per. mit of much use yet, but I want to write you a few words for I know you naturally worry some. It is going go-ing to take time for the wound to heal but in do course of time hope to be alright. I am at Vichy, quite a city as French cities go. It was at one time a famous summer resort, a city of hotels, but they have been taken over by the United States Government Govern-ment and are now being used as hospitals. I. am in one of these large hotels, four wounded in a room. We have the little hospital cots, nice clean linen and are being cared for by the best nurses and doctors. All we have to do now is get well. Before I was wounded I spent some hard old days and nights at the front, and had some very strange and thrilling experiences. I am keeping to little buttons which I took from the cap of a Hun, whom I shot. It is no very often that a fellow can do this, but it does happen now and again. Some beautiful weather these Autumn days. I wish I might get out to enjoy some of them. No doubt you are have the same kind of weather in Utah. Strange that I do not get all your mafl. These letters are the only source of enjoyment that we have, and its the letters from home that keep a fellow agoing. So write often. Your son, VERNON CLEMENSEN. |