We left this morning from Camp Buehring and headed down the road to the airport. Of course, I saw none of the stuff on the front of the postcard. We’ll be flying in country tonight so it will take me a few days to get situated. Am getting my fill with the ice cream at the chow hall. Yum Yum. Missing you a lot and wishing I could have squeezed you into my duffel.
Love you lots.
I wish I had a happy little surprise like this every day that he’s gone.