Just so you know that blank space (____) near the end of this letter was what he actually wrote.  I think it’s hilarious that dad puts in a blank space for “ass.”

February 29, 1968. Fort Eustis, Newport News, Virginia

Hi Love –

I can tell you right now, if you haven’t already guessed, that you probably won’t be getting too many letters during my basic.  It’s not that I don’t want to write — they just don’t give us any time.  I think about you all the time and am waiting for that letter you said you wrote the day I left.  By now those six pages should have doubled.  At least I hope so.

I miss you something awful honey.  I always think about you before I go to sleep at night, although I’m not doing much more than jumping in and snoring.  I keep my meal card in my wallet right by your picture so I can look at it in the chow line.  Right now it’s sitting right in front of me.  And I’d like you to send a couple of those pictures I left with you, like the one of you in Texas and the one in the car.  OK?  OK!  I’ll really make some of these guys go nuts when they see those.  I will too!

Hey, what’s the weather like back there in the sticks?  You should see it here.  The first week all it did was rain.  Lately though it’s been around 70° and we’ve got green grass and the whole bit.  Really nice.

I guess I must’ve been in fairly good condition before I left, because most the guys here are complaining about how tough it is, and it doesn’t bother me a bit.  It’s a hell of a lot easier than I expected.  In fact I kind of like it.  The only part I don’t like is the hours of sleep.  The last three nights I’ve only got three and four hours.  I had guard duty last night and had to take an extra shift because one fellow was sick.  Lots of fun.

Hey you!  Guess what?  I’m pretty sure I’ll get home for a couple of days right after basic.  We graduate the 19th of April and my school starts May 3, so… here’s hoping.  I’d sure like to see you!!!!

I’ve got to hit the sack honey.  Have to get up at 4: 15.  Just always remember I love you and miss you.  Let me know what’s going on back there.  And give Bob a kick in the ___ and tell him to write.

Good night, R.

I love you!

J.

I wanted to show you the photo booth picures he sent from boot camp, but I didn’t want them to come before the letter.  Basically because he looks like a psycho killer.  No way around it.

Psycho Killer Dad 2

This second picture is the photo he’s been referring to since his very first letter.  He had taken mom to a Paul Revere and the Raiders concert and it’s a hat he had bought for her there.

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