Dear mom:
how you guys doing? I'm doing alright. It's been preaty rough over here but i'm hunging in there. Everyday its the same thing when it come to the food. its going to kill me before the congs do. i'm getting sick of carrott cake, roast beef, and that other junk. I made a couple of friends over here. There Peewee; who loves to get into it with everyone, Johnson; who thinks every word sounds like nigger, Lobel; who relats everything to a movie,Bunner, Simson, and other. Can't remember what now; the food over here can you momery lost. Hows pops doing; Sammy,Stephanie, sonia, Maurice, and all those? The only thing to do for fun over here is playing volleyball. How is sammy doing on the baseball team. Is Stephanie still on the cheerleaders team. Tell all my women that I'm doing fine. Ha ha. I hope you'll not worrying to much about me. I'm doing fine. I know how you are so stop worrying so much. One of these old days I'm coming home. Tell pops to save a beer for me. I love you guys.

Love,
Danny