We got a letter from John Rob today. What a surprise! He said he had time to write, because they sent the drill sergeants home because of severe weather? Strange! I guess the privates had to fend for their own.
Most of the letter was about how much he misses Liz.
He said he qualified with the rifle and he can’t wait for basic training to be over.
He explained that he fell and hurt his knee, but he ignored and kept marching for a week, but the pain kept getting worse and worse. His drill sergeant saw him limping and made him see the doctor. He chipped his kneecap, which was not a big deal, but because he limped for a week he has stressed his hip, so now he is on crutches.
Thanks for your prayers and letters to help him through this.
John
John and Sue
“A cold so unearthly, the two Polish mountaineers, even in their benumbed state, recognize it for what it is: the angel of death. She has wrapped their wasted bodies in her icy wings and is feeding on them while they're still alive-gnawing at their wooden fingers and frozen toes, eating away their waxy cheeks and hardened noses." by Mark Jenkins
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