Mom, Dad, Benny:

The war has changed; my war has changed.  I am now stationed in the Ypres salient.  The fighting is much fiercer here.  Yesterday I experienced a dreaded German gas attack -- they call it mustard gas here.  It was something that I care not to live through again.  In fact many of our guys didn't.  I am fine now though, not to worry.  It's a good thing that the wind is not often favorable.  The cough will go away soon they tell me.  In fact, I'm writing as we have been given relief in order to recuperate -- I guess there is some blessing then. 

But, enough of me.  How are things back home?  Spring must be in full swing.  Lately, I can not think of anything else but home. We have been too long separated.  I even miss milking Bessie.  How is she?

I can't think of anything else to say right now and so I'll close by giving you all my love.  Give each other a hug for me.  Love to all,

Alex

Mom, please do not read this part to Dad or Benny.  I just needed to tell you some things.  I ... I ... couldn't sleep last night.  Partly because of the gas effects, yes, but mostly for what happened after.  For the first time we were involved in a close-up battle.  Mom, I shot and killed a German.  Yes, I know I've shot at them before, but this was so close.  It has affected me greatly.  He was so young.  Younger than me!  The worst part is... he looked like Benny.  I don't know if I'm cut out for war.  I just hope I don't let our guys down.  It is hard for me to pull the trigger.

Anyways, sorry Mom to have to tell you this.  I hope you will forgive me.  Mom, I love you.  I'll look after myself.  Write soon.