Good Afternoon Grandma,
How's everybody doing? Almost time for church here. No idea how long it takes to deliver mail. I ask one thing, don't let Dad send 2 cookies. I already have one person here that dislikes me, I don't want an entire platoon against me. According to the SDI Sgt. Behlam, the hardest part is the next three weeks. Starting on Tuesday. I'm not that worried, body's going to be sore but I'll be back home soon enough, then I can have some ice-cream :). I am begging for some farmer's breakfast and cinnamon rolls and biscuits and gravy please, please, pretty please! The food isn't horrible, but it's not great. When we eat I feel like we're at a tea party. Gotta go,
Love you
Liz
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