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Ma and Pa,
(Oh and howdy Reverand. I am sure you will be the one Ma and Pa will briging the letter to so's you can read it to them)
Things are fine with me and the rest of the crew. Some of the planes are really taking a beating though. Out of 20 or so planes, we've seen lots shot up, several shot down - some that weren't replaced. The flying schedule is a little inconsistent. With the loss of so many men, the General what plans the flights and all gets together with the crews when they return and goes out partying with them. He does pretty good at getting the first 10 or so planes going, but then after going out drinking with all those aviators, we have found that he is usually too drunk or hungover to finish sending the rest of the planes up 'till he sleeps it off for a couple of days. By the way, I would imagine that had the General been used to your corn squeezins this watered down stuff over here wouldn't have as much affect on him as it does.
Well Ma and Pa, gotta run. It has been several days since the General was out with the boys so I am sure he'll be getting around to more missins and we need to get the plane loaded with bombs and gassed up and such.
Miss you all at home. And Pa, make sure you pat ol' Jeb my coonhound on the head for me!
Your son
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