Madeline Farmer, age 20

I was spending my time quilting when we received the letter in the mail. My sister retrieved it and after reading it, began fanning her face with hands whilst jumping up and down.

"Are you all right, Margaret? Do you feel faint?" She shook her head.

"It's Robert!" And she thrust the letter in my hands.

Dear Margaret and Madeline,

I miss you both so much! And William and my parents, sisters, brothers-in-law, and nieces and nephews. It's a good thing I will be returning home soon. President Nixon announced that he will be sending many of the US troops home. I am fortunate enough to be one of them. Edmund will be escorting me. As it turns out, he doesn't live all that far from us, only a few towns over and he is extraordinarily excited to meet all of you.

I can't wait for this war to be over! I believe it was never in our best interest to partake in this civil war. That was not our fight that we should have fought. I have heard many people say, on both sides of the conflict. Many actually were North Vietnamese shouting things at us from across the battle field, but some do think it was a justifiable war. It was meant to cease the spread of communism. Others say it was a bloody massacre of people and never should have been fought. It is a waste of human lives.

Anyways, I hope to see you shortly. I love you both so much.

Love always,

Robert E. Carter

"Can you believe it, Maddie? Robert is coming home! He's coming home!" Margaret leaps into my arms wrapping hers tightly around my neck. I awkwardly pat her back.

"He's coming home!" Finally.