Hi! How are you? I hope all is well at home. everything is OK here. My whole squad is bunch of screw balls. Eddie is running around with an insect bomb, cursing the bugs. The mosquitoes that come out at night are man-eaters, but the insect repellent keeps them off. It's safe in the daytime. We stand out in the open or work on the bunker. We can run up and down the hill with no worries. But at night we got to stay in the bunkers as snipers sneak in.
Dennis
P.S. Send some Kool-Aid. Water here taste like shit.
Cpl. Dennis W. Lane, from Brooklyn, New York, landed in Vietnam on 19 December 1967 with Company A 4th Battalion, 11th Light Infantry Brigade. His unit, a component of the Americal Division, operated along the coast in 1 Corps. He was killed by fragments from a mine explosion on 21 May 1968. He was 21 years old. This letter was written to his brother.
