September 7, 1918

Dear Sister,

No doubt you will be surprised to hear from me. This leaves me well and enjoying good health. I hope you are the same.

We had a heavy rain yesterday with lots of hail the size of a small rock. That was my first hail to see in France.

One year ago today we sailed from Hoboken. It sure does seem like it was a thousand years ago. I have had some thrilling experiences during the year and expect to have some more before long.

I am sending in this letter some names and addresses in case of any accident. Please write to them informing them of my accident, as you and father will be notified first.

I am still trusting in the Heavenly Father to direct me, and care for me in this world war, as he has done so, so far. Always remember that my last thoughts were of you and grandmother. I have not heard from her in sometime and hope she is not ill.

The soldier's "Battle Cry is "Heaven, Hell, or Hoboken by Christmas". Hope it is the latter.

Well, this is about all I know to write now. Hoping to hear from you soon.

With love to all...From your devoted brother,

Corporal Oliver R. Hardeman

American Expeditionary Forces

Oliver Hardeman did not make it home for Christmas. His family was heart broken by the news of his untimely death on the battle field during WWI, but took comfort in knowing that his last thoughts were of his dear family and his love for his country.

God bless our troops as we continue to pray for peace on earth this Christmas season.

Pioneer