Dear Sweetie-

The time is now 8:50 AM and my hands are so cold I can hardly hold this pen. We are at leisure until 10:45 AM when we go to chow (again). This morning the sargeant woke us up at 5:50 but my 2 buddies and I got up at 5:30 and dressed and washed in the washroom. Boy is it dark out at 5:30 - and I’m not kidding. It is dark and cold!!!!

Soon after we had our breakfast in another mess hall. We had scrambled eggs, toast, red rasberries, and a sugar donut & coffee (?). After that we were sent back to the barracks to thaw out and wait till 10:45 for dinner. We are just sitting around on our beds & gabbing about army life in general & nothing in particular.

This afternoon we are to get the works. We get shots in each arm, uniforms, all sorts of tests and everything else

We are now gabbing about jobs in the air corps.

We are now gabbing about the shots in the arm.

I don’t think that you should write to me at this address I don’t think I will be here long enough to receieve mail. However I will write you as soon as I have a permanent station. OK? OK!

Yesterday we had a fighter plane zooming over the place and shooting off its machine guns. Boy what a noise!!!

As soon as we get uniforms I will send my clothes home in a cardboard box.

Time is now 9:27 AM. I will close with all my love from a saddened heart to you, my darling.

Your loving husband, Teddy