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No 39
Belgium
2/5/17

Dear Dad,

We are once again back in the trenches & having a decent time. Before that I was working in the op theatre of the MDS for a while - then eight of us were sent up here. The first night we arrived Fritz greeted us with a very heavy bombardment for about an hour  & a half - the heaviest I have heard. One would wonder how any thing could live in such a pandemonium of flying steel & mud but we didn't have much to do considering the number of founderies he put over. The next morning we found that a couple had dropped about ten yards away - they were the closest. It was a beautiful morning sunny & bright & particularly quiet so we went for a walk into the front line & had a yarn to the infantry there. They told us that Fritz got into our trenches at one point but our barrage was so heavy that he couldn't get out & our machine guns were trained on the front trench from father [farther] back. He then sent over a big smoke cloud enveloping everything & his men escaped under cover of it but got terribly cut up in no mans land. The yarn goes that he was putting up white flags all the day to go out & get his dead in. We had a look at Fritzland it was only about 80 yards across & saw several villages behind his lines. The weather now is

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