You must click on this letter to enlarge it. I apologize for the dark parts - when I copied this about 20 years ago, my printer wasn't very good. Ann may have put this on the CD she gave us last year, but I confess that I haven't checked it for all letters on it. Dad was gone to Edmonton, Canada with his carpenter's tools to work in a plant to aid in the war effort. His stay was short-lived - he contracted pneumonia, and came home to recuperate. We wrote letters - I can only find one page of Dwight's, where he talks about trading off his comic books - hope he has the rest of it.