New soldier called

and I missed it. He called home on Friday afternoon. I was at work. Ken was home but asleep and Matthew, his little brother, answered the phone. John told him he had five minutes and the two chatted about nothing for about three minutes then hung up. Matthew did not wake Ken. He did not get John's address and so I still have no idea how he is, how he is adjusting or where I can send letters.

I should have given Matt explicit instructions just in case he was the recipient of the call (the last call John will get for a while); but I neglected to do that, so I really have no one to blame but myself.

At least I know he is alive.