Somewhere in France, November 20, 1918
Dear Mr. Reid:
It has been a long time since I wrote you any news. I am going to write but a few lines today. It will probably not be the kind of news you used to receive from me but will be a few words of thanks and remembrance.
I received several papers since I came across and they certainly are good to read.
How is everything at good old Renville. I am certain of one thing and that is, the “pep” is still there. I suppose you receive many letters from the A.E.F. boys. Well, Mr. Reid, here’s hoping we can soon shake hand with you and tell you of some of our experiences. Each one of course will be somewhat different. The weather over here has been fairly good, a little snow and cold, but the sun still shines, and as the old saying is, where there is life there is hope. I’m in good health and I am very glad of course that the worst is over, although we still have a rough sea to face. I was about to join he educational field over here but have changed my mind. The word home means so much when it comes to the matter of taking a chance of going with the company or staying over here an indefinite length of time. Although I am glad this opportunity has come up as it has brought to light things I never considered so much before.
The people of France have been celebrating the victory for some time and are all very thankful to American U.S.A. boys.
I had a splendid view of part of France a few days ago while on mounted pass. Saw a hunt for rabbits and quail, which of course attracted my attention.
We are now given many privileges we were not having before the armistice was signed and certainly do enjoy them and are thankful for them. It certainly seems good to go to bed and not have to think of an enemy aeroplane going to bomb you or a stray shell maim you.
As yet I have met only one of the home boys, Clarence Carlson, and I met him when I first landed in France. I have been to Paris and many places where Renville boys were, but not seen any of them. I have been watching and waiting to hear from some of the boys, but I guess the don’t know where I am than I do where they are.
I must close for this time.
With kind regards I remain, Very truly yours, Corp. Theodore Berning, Vet. Hospital, A.E.F.