1st Sgt. Carl McKeehan
First Sgt. Carl McKeehan, 139th Infantry.
Somewhere in Germany.
4 August, 1918.
To Prof. J.R. Howey, Kirksville, MO.
Prof. J.R. Howey
Dear Old Prof.:- Well here is that long promised letter, it will not be long as they will not get us (?) much, Earl and I often talk of things that happened when we were kids, but what sticks out most prominently in my mind I think is, when I was playing the B flat Bass and Frank Evans was playing the valve Trombone we were taking lessons together at my house I would go Ump. and Frank would go ta ta and then we were Ump ta ta Ump ta ta I sure wish we could hear some of those old times back again, I can’t forget either the time we played the Elmer Reunion, it rained on us, we started for the church to sleep all night at the tope of the hill Early slipped and set down in the clay, and he had his new uniform on too, we are hearing different kind of music over here now, the shrapnel hits the high C. The trench mortars and Grenades play the Bass while the 75s hit the medium until they explode, we sure are having the time of our young lives over here, it is cold here am shivering now, well Prof. I will quit for this time, but will write again soon give my regards to all the folks,
Msv1_M1. Violette Collection of WWI Soldiers’ Letters. Mudsp Collection V1. Truman State University Special Collections.