Margaret Carter, age 25
It has been months. In October, they took place in 'Operation Medina' which was also a search and destroy. On the seventeenth, the "Black Lions" ambushed and were rid of by the NFL of South Vietnam. The Americans were outnumbered 10-to-1.
There was a series of major battles in early November at the Central Highlands of South Vietnam. That was what was aired then.
December brought The Battle of Tam Quan. It was a two week battle in which the American 8th Calvary, and others, interrupted the 7th and 8th battalions of the 22nd NVA Regiment.
On January 1, 1968, the Vietnamese violated the New Year's truce. More trouble emerged throughout the month. Fight after fight, one miniature war after another, month after month. It seems hopeless. I hope that this will come to a close. So many from both sides, and allies, have passed on.
I am glad to know that my husband and brother-in-law are still breathing.
Maddie has taken up the hobby of quilting. She wants to send quilts to Robert, Jack, and their friends. I guess only Edmund and John are left. I was sorry to hear about Charles, he was a good man, and a valiant fighter.
We don't see our parents or brother as much as we'd like, but we all have dinner together every Friday night. On other nights, I will help my mother-in-law Edith as much as possible by making dinner with her, which I will eat with her, my father-in-law Sam, and my sisters-in-law Rebecca and Emma. Their husbands Eric and Peter, and their children join us.
When I am visiting my in-laws, we watch and update before dinner and the following week we get it after dinner. We don't know which is better, to lose our appetites or lose our dinner, so we alternate every other week.
The volume will be low and we do not pay much mind to the screen unless we see someone we might know.
And like I told Robert letters ago, we pray every night. Now it is before and after dinner.