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Dear Becka, Hey baby! Hope this letter finds you well. I can't tell you where I am, but I can tell you it's hot, wet, and everything here either buzzes, bites, or wants to become part of my sleeping bag. It's a jungle, which narrows it down to about six places according to the lieutenant. One of the old salts told me to keep an eye out for "Bush Bunnies." I've been looking for three weeks and I gotta tell you, I don't think they got rabbits in this country. I've keep looking for them around the trees, near the swamp, and even asked one of the locals by making rabbit ears with my hands. He just laughed and walked away. How's your friend Jody doing? You mentioned her a lot in your letters. My buddy Abbott says "Jody" is definitely a dude's name. He started laughing so hard he fell out of his rack and said, "Brother, you better hope she's ugly." Honestly, I don't know what his problem is. You said Jody helped mowed the lawn, and took you dancing because you "didn't want to go alone." Sounds like a good friend to me. I'm glad you have someone to hang with while I'm away. Oh yeah, please send more socks. I don't know what black magic is happening, but I came out here with twelve pairs and somehow only possess three. Also, tell your mom I appreciate the brownies she sent. Anyway, don't worry about me. I'm doing great. I haven't seen a rabbit yet, but if I find one of these famous Bush Bunnies everyone keeps warning me about, I'll be sure to write and let you know. Give my regards to your parents, the dog, and your good friend Jody. And tell her thanks again for all the help around the house. It's nice to know somebody is looking after things while I'm gone. Love, Cpl Shackelford