Aug. 24^(th), 1918. “With the Amex Forces Somewhere in Europe” Dear Father and Sisters:- Have at last reached the place where I started for over eleven months ago. My ideas of a “Battle Front” were entirely out of comparison with this place. To me, it is more like a summer resort of Colo. than any thing else. Wish you could see how we are located in these foot hills of the silver shinning Alp Mountains. Our accommodations here are much better for my line of work (which is the same as before) than we ever had in the U.S.A. I can sit on my bed, not bunk, and look out a glass front down the mountain slope just as many millionaire tourists from America did up until 1914. My duties are cut down at least 75% now and the amount of “bunk fatigue” I do is shameful. I have not seen any of the Argonia gang for a week but, all were in good health and enjoying the novelty of this game when I saw them last. I answered J.W.’s letter last evening after a long period of silence (There seems to be some thing in this mountain air that makes me want to sleep instead of writting.) In 30 days, think I can take a seven-day leave. There are two French homes I can visit or one in Germany. I have been in Struth [?], Oderon [?] and Bossat, Germany, but, not Berlin yet. Don’t worry about my safety, for I am just as safe as though I were in the U.S.A. In fact, I crave excitement now as never before. May write to Uncle Will’s soon, they are possibly back from their vacation but, Uncle has not got anything on me at that for I believe this is the greater of the two. This leaves me in the best of health and trusting all are the same at home, hoping to hear from often as usual, I remain Your son and brother, Prvt. Milo H. Main. Bat. F. 130 F.A. American Ex. Forces.