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Previous | Contents | Next Ten days later Cliff was back in Camp again. “My dear Dorothy,” he wrote. “Hello my dear, how are you now? To be frank with you, I’m as cheerful as a funeral. I miss you terribly, sweetheart. “Thank God that we can at least write to ... Read more
Previous | Contents | Next But the Army was on the lookout for P&T staff for Divisional Signals, and he was soon transferred to HQ Platoon as a Signalman. Camp was invigorating and his letters were animated. Drill exercise, the rifle range, PT and signal training. Letter-writing and yarning with his ... Read more