Item 01: Letters from Charlie Sherwin, 1914-1916 - Page 67

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[Page 67]

there was a hole I could put my fist through it never felt as bad as a bad tooth-ache or spoilt my sleep or appetite. Hoping you are all keeping in the best of health & that everything is O.K. I am your affectionate Son
Charlie
P.s. if you like you could show this letter to Kath as she seemed rather miserable when last writing Chas.

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