August 27, 1917 Dear Mother:- Last Sunday I was prevented from writing letters by reason of a trip I took by aeroplane. I took an officer about 100 miles northwest of here, over the roughest past of Ontario. We expected to get back the same day but the weather was too poor for a long trip back so we did not get back till Tuesday afternoon and I have been at it all week since. I am sorry it happened that way as Aunt Mary was to leave the Bowens for a time on Tuesday and I had not seen her for several days. Still, I am proud of having made the trip, as I believe it was the longest and most difficult cross-country flight made by any of the R.F.G boys in Canada. [?] of our flying-officers has been sent to New York to recruit so I have command of "C" flight in our squadron (there are three flights w a squadron). It is a good experience though something of a responsibility for one without experience. However I can [?] do