|George William Callen|
P.F.C. George Callen
Co. A. 607 T. D. Bn.
U. S. Army A. P. O. # 185
Los Angeles California
Mr. John W. Callen
I'll try to write a little, to let you know I got here alright. I was a little late, but guess I'll be excused. I arrived in Las Vegas about 1:15 Saturday morning. The bus had just left, and the next one left at 9:00 o'clock that night, so I decided not to wait for it.
I hitch hiked to camp, left Las Vegas about 9:30, and got into camp about noon.
My Co. left on maneuvers before I got back, so I am with the 815 T. D.s now until they decide to come, and take me out on maneuvers. If I had known that I think I would have taken a little longer furlough.
There are only a few men left here to guard. I would suit me fine if I could stay here too, but I don't think I will. I'll probably be sent out on maneuvers.
I am sending a card I got at Butte I didn't travel that road. The mountain is about 10,000 feet in elevation, and there is snow about 12 feet deep in places.
I can't think of anything to write so, will close for this time. Please write soon? [sic] I am as ever your loving son George.