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August 29/1917- Dearest Mother- I have taken to printing the addresses on my "dailies" - in order the better to insure their delivery. We are still on repos - so I have no news whatsoever to impart. Oh yes - there is to be a toolbox inspection this afternoon. We have cleaned and polished and shined our trucks for it seems month - hoping for a call
and they have held every inspection that they could think of as an excuse to give us something to do and now they hold this one. It does not worry me a great deal - for the Frenchman who piloted my truck through the battle of the Marne (it looks as though it dates back that far) - left me only a useless over grown monkey wrench a crowbar.
The correspondent writing the article on this service in the Saturday E. Post of July 26th never saw these when he referred to a "hammer and pliers. They don't exist. We are all in perfect health, fat, lacy and disagreeable. It still rains - by spells - I hope we get a call - if only to get a little mud on my immaculate camion. Then I could clean it again. Love - Ned.
From the service of James E. (Ned) Henschel, Co. B Reserve Mallet--French Army, American Field Service, Quartermaster Corps, General Hdgts., and Motor Transport Co. 831.
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Henschel, James (Ned) Edward
World War I