Aug 8, 1943
Ft Bragg

Dear Sis,
This is going to be pretty short but I feel guilty for not writing to you for so long.
I just finished a letter to Betty, I write to her whenever I can get time and sometimes neglect the rest. I sent her one of the pictures and I have one left for mom.
That pipe looks more like an incinerator than a pipe. I didn’t want it in my mouth but the lady who took the picture insisted and I finally gave in.
I went to town last night with a couple of the fellows and got something to eat. I couldn’t eat the stuff they had at the mess hall yesterday. We had a spaghetti supper with wine and it was really good.
I’ve had eight hours of sleep in the past four days; I worked straight through from Thursday morning till Friday midnight, and got up Saturday morning at 4:30 and got to bed about 4:00 this morning and up again about 7:30. Of course last night was my own fault but the rest sure as heck wasn’t.
I’ve been reading most of the day today, I didn’t feel like answering the stack of letters I have. I’d lift my pillow and look at them and it discouraged me so that I just couldn’t start.
Well I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.
Love,
Wayne