Oct. 6th/43.

Dear Mother & Dad,

I have still to receive any mail from you as yet, and am expecting it any day. The time seems to slip by somehow, and it is hard to realize that I have been a prisoner for over 3 months now; in some ways it seems so short; and then again at times (when I feel a bit blue) I seem to have been here a lifetime. I must admit I don't often feel that way, I have lots to do everyday. We play softball and soccer, and I have renewed my study of French, as well as started studying Spanish. The Law & Philosophy went by the board because the instructors moved to an adjoining camp. We have an average of at least one concert or camp show a week and hope to have a film soon. As I have said before everyone is wonderfully optimistic and I feel sure myself that I shall be home with you for my next birthday anyway. Lots of love to all at home,

Your loving son, Ivan.