Skipper,

To answer your question, Momote on Los Negros, we had landed as a recon in force, the japs were flanking us to our right, the navy CB's moved in behind them.

Falcon Jun, the most humorous things I remember were in rearward areas, I think we were in a chow line, laughing until our sides hurt, watching an adopted company mascot in action. It concerned a certain Cockatoo that could swear and curse like a trooper, having an exchange with the company Chaplain who was trying to teach him to say pretty bird.

I'm remembering a few names and faces, we had a replacement with us for a little over a week or so, he was a redheaded kid, from Ohio I think, and he would do Jimmy Cagney impressions, along with a number of others, he had a few card tricks too, it seemed like he always stayed where I could see him, never wandered far off. I wrote his mother a couple days after we lost him, I wrote of how much he had meant to us all, and he was a great help to everyone, I could never explain to her the manner in which he died.

One of the hardest things to do was to write letters home to the family members of men we had lost. The crying and screaming of the wounded is hard, it's also very hard to see a big tough fellow, the likes of which you would never wish to meet in a bar fight, sobbing his eyes out for hours in the aftermath of an engagement.

All for a while now,
Take care

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All the Best
Jack