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Leroy S. Foster to Iris M. Foster, Letter, April 23, 1944.

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Saturday night. Camp Blanding Fla.

Dear Derling.

I am not in a very good mood to-night sugar. I was some glad to get that very sweet letter from you, and I was supprise to get to pages too. I haven't been in long we have been going plenty hard all day then we had a 4 march. comming in it suppose to be 5 miles the hole co. made it about half way then they started to fall out [collapsed or passed out] then we started to double time again and half of the co. fell out, and it wasn't long honey before I was going down, and that was all I new until I came to my self and I was laying over side of the road and the rest was just a little ways further. the mager came up and he gave the Lut plenty to he said it was a disgrace to look at the men own [on] the road so he made him stop the hole co. where was still own [on] there feet, and from there own we came in like we wanted to, but I just did make it to after I got up own my feet. I got booth nees all tour up and my face to, my back is in bad shape after we got in camp the Captian and all the Officers had it out with him, that man is a disgrace to the army. then we had to report to him at 8 Oclock but none of us suluted him and never will either. every body hate him. he is awful. but the