April 30, 1918.

Dear Marie,

I sure am mighty sorry I didn’t write to you oftener this month, you are
one real little sweetheart to continue writing and I will remember that.
I wish you could just belong to me, for there isn’t another girl in the
world as lovable as you. I am going to do my best to write at least
twice a week next month.

Here are a few snapshots of “A”-men. The ones of the Battalion at
Retreat are not good because they were taken late in the afternoon,
against the sun. The one of M.S.E. McKelvey gives but a glimpse of the
elaborate radio equipment on the radio tractor. We are very proud of our
band and it has been highly complimented by outsiders.

I am not in the Photographic Section yet and will consider myself lucky
if I get there during May. My application has to go to the Chief Signal
Officer at Washington, and then a lot more red-tape I’m afraid.

Today is muster day and all Signal troops were inspected by the Colonel;
the first time since I’ve been here. It sure was some big doings alright
and I wish you could have seen it.

Well I must cut this short or I won’t be able to get in my pictures, but
will write again very soon.

With love,

Forrest.

Please tell me if these pictures don’t come in good condition when sent
this way. FWB.