28 Oct 43
Dear Folks:
As usual I am again in sort of a fog and don’t seem to know whether I am coming or going. No fooling this place now is like a mad house and we are kept on the move all the time.
The way I figure it was we’ll probably be here about four weeks and then go south and west again and when I say south and west I really mean it.
I will write to you as often as I can and tell you all that the censors will permit. Please pardon the pencil but it is all I could find on my desk this morning and I left my pen at my barracks.
Received some more mail from you yesterday and I want you to know that I am just as anxious to hear from you as you are from me.
Oh! Yes I got the chewing tobacco. I will write granddad Shawler and Aunt Minty when I get a chance but in the meantime please thank them for me.
This place is just about like California as far as climate and scenery. Can’t say as I like either one of them. Illinois is good enough for me.
I saw Dr. Firoved he is stationed about thirty miles from me but I had to transact some business at his camp and I happened to bump into him so we had lunch together and quite a chat.
Outside of being tired I am ok and I trust you are the same. Until I get a chance to write to you again may God Bless you.
All my love,
Your son, Leo
1st Lt. L.J. McLoskey
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