Well, I received a letter from my buddy John (Staff Sergeant John L Hartman Jr.) less than a week before he died. Which is probably good. Getting it after he was killed would probably have been too much to bear. Anyhow, there are a few paragraphs that I will share. It really does describe what he was like.

Daily my prayers get longer for those around me. I have no request for self and seem to be getting pissed that no one’s listening!

And this.

Rich, Mom doesn’t know how bad it is here this time around and I led her to believe it’s under control, Please help me with this. Your letters have kept my spirits up. Thank you.