Post Card

Oops, I got a bit out of order here... I guess Herb was carrying this post card around for a bit and finally sent it.

February 12, 1919
Dearest Mother,

Just finished a long move with no chance to write. I’m now in Epinal, France. The weather is fine but quite cold, the sort of weather you’re probably having. I’m feeling quite as usual – not even a cold to complain of. Letter in a day or two.

Best Love to All,
Herb