Sunday–July 7 1918–
My dear Richard,1
I cannot tell you how much I appreciate your postal. It is dear of you to even think of me when your time is so much taken-up. How I wish a was a man and could be over there too. However, I am trying to do my part in a small way.
When I wrote you at Christmas I asked for the number of the size sock you wore as I did not want to make them too large or small. However, I am going to chance it and if the ones I send are not right you must let me know.