France
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Hello, my Honey,
This is your dexterous husband – dexterous because I have found I can do anything without the aid of my plaster-cast left hand, even to tying bow knots – bringing you up to date on my disposition. I have left evac. Hospital no. 11 and am en route to a general hospital. It involves considerable travel, and I am considering a book “Touring France without a Shirt.” I think the only reason I am a litter case is that I have no clothes – even lost my wallet! I enjoy being carried around, tho, feel like an Indian Prince.
I am writing many letters, air mail and regular, so soon you will be in good contact with me again. I love you better than any wife I ever had!
All my love,
Wallace.
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