We have been moving about so much lately that I have neglected to write, although I should have done so.
I arrived back to the battalion a little more than a week ago and was immediately given the job of orderly sergeant.
My foot is all healed up again and has only bothered me once since I left the base. That was the day I came back, when I marched sixteen miles.
Today I received the parcel that you and AuntBessie sent the last of March. The one that had the sterno and the can of lobsters. It was in good shape only the crackers were broken in pieces. The box was forwarded to the hospital, from there to the convascelent camp, then to the base, and finally back here.The one sent afterwards, I received while I was at the convalescent camp.
I don't know whether this will reach you at Halifax or home, so I'm writing Aunt Bessie tonight too. I had a letter from her today dated May 7. Also one from home same date.
The weather is very warm now and for the last couple of days we have had showers and thunder storms. Today was very sultry, but this evening a nice cool breeze has sprung up.
Some of the boys told me that Gerald Gass was over looking for me a few days before I came back. He is in a signal company. I've never been able to run across Cecil.
I don't think I ever told you to change the address on my letters. Instead of Army P. O. London write B. Coy_ Battalion Canadians, B.E.F. France. That is sufficient to find me. Don't forget to put the number of the battalion. I omitted it to please the censor. Must scratch off another letter.
Many happy returns of day before yesterday