[chapter] O: A Letter Home
Dear Mother and Grandmother,
How are you doing? I hope you are both well.
Summer has ended, so it must be nearly time for the chilly autumn wind to start blowing. Please take care not to catch a cold.
I’m doing fine.
But please forgive me for not being able to write any details…not even the current date or location.
I’ve told you before, but…it’s regulation.
Don’t be alarmed, but the list of things we can’t put in letters was updated again just the other day!
We can’t say what type of bread we ate!
We can’t say what type of meat (beef, pork, chicken, mutton) we ate!
We can’t say the exact date we received your letters!
There are so many restrictions, it’s hard to keep them all straight.
I can say that I miss your apple pie, Grandma, but if I say whether or not I’ve eaten apple pie here, it would be deemed “leaking military secrets” or something.
I’m trying to be careful as I write, but it’s possible that part of it will be blacked out by the censors.
Still, nothing major has happened here, so please don’t worry about me. Honestly, it’s frustrating to not be able to say what I’d like to.
Right now, my unit is training and getting reorganized. That much my superior officer (who informed me I’m not allowed to share their name) said I could write, so no worries.
We don’t know where we’ll be deployed next.
So I don’t have much to say.
With love from a base in a location I can’t disclose,
Mary Sue
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