This is Jockel Podcast number 176 with echo Charles and me, Jockel Willink.

Good evening, echo. Good evening.

Usually when I write a letter, it is very much overdue and I make every effort to get it away quickly.

This letter, however, is different.

It is a letter that I hoped you would never receive as it is verification of that

terse black edged card which you received some time ago and which has caused you so much grief.

It is because of this grief that I wrote this letter and by the time you have finished reading it,

hope that it is done some good and that I have not written it in vain. It is very difficult to

write now of future things in the past tense so I am returning to the present. Tomorrow we go into action.

As yet, we do not know exactly what our job will be but no doubt it will be a dangerous one

in which many lives will be lost. Mine may be one of those lives.

Well, mom, I am not afraid to die.

I like this life. Yes, for the past two years, have planned and dreamed and mapped out a perfect

future for myself. I would have liked that future to materialize, but it is not

what I will, but what God wills. Then if by sacrificing all this, I leave the world slightly

better than I found it, I am perfectly willing to make that sacrifice.

Don't get me wrong, though, mom. I am no flag waving patriot nor have I ever professed to be.

England is a great little country. The best there is. But I cannot honestly

and sincerely say that it is worth fighting for. Nor can I fancy myself in the role of a

gallant crusader fighting for the liberation of Europe. It would be a nice thought, but I would

only be kidding myself. No, mom, my little world is centered around you and includes dad,

everyone at home, and my friends in Wolverhampton. That is worth fighting for. And if by doing so,

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