Somewhere in England,

My Dear Folks:

At last we have reached land which many of us were looking for. We were on the water a few days longer than most of them, the first five days the ocean was calm, after that it began to roll. The boat at times sure was rocking some. At sleep we were jumped around just like rocking a baby to sleep. We didn’t enjoy the ship ride very much as many of us boys were sea sick, but there is nothing like getting used to it. We were protected on the way over by many other ships.

We are now camping in tents and the weather in very rainy here at this time of the year. We are quite busy these days so you won’t hear from me very often. Don’t worry for we are all in the game. They say that our boys are doing fine and are making great headway.

We marched a few minutes to see the town we are in. These buildings are all stone and brick and many of them are built alike. There are many fine buildings, but give me the U.S.A.

Today is Sunday, but not like a Sabbath at home. Hoping you are all well, I remain,

Your son and brother, Arthur Stucke