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Holland, Michigan,

April 29, 1917

My dear Caesar,

You know since your departure for France a few weeks ago, there is no more atmosphere at home. You are no longer there to make me laugh and smile or to go for a walk with me in the wheat fields at any time of the day. I really miss those moments in the evening when I prepare food and you come and hug me from behind, kissing my neck. Now I want you to tell me a bit about yourself, how you are and I'm not hiding that I'm worried and not just a little. I know you're strong and brave and won't back down from danger, but I'm begging you Caesar, take care of yourself.

(tp) Zeppeli

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