It was almost over. The clock was ticking.
Kings Park, N.Y.
Nov. 10. 1918
My dearest Joe-
Well how are you? I have been watching every mail for a letter from you. I do wish you could drop me a few lines, so I shall be convinced that you are well and safe. Goodness, New York just went crazy last Tuesday, when the papers announced “Germany Quits”. Every factory and shop closed at 12 o’clock, peopled paraded for hours. Then next day that papers contradicted it. Isn’t it just wonderful if its really true, I am so anxious for it to end. Aren’t you? Joe dear, have you received my letters, and I sent you a picture of myself last week? Only the picture makes me look so much older than twenty. Nevertheless you will be able to see some likeness anyway.
How are you making out with French? Can you speak any yet? Don’t forget, I want…
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