Dear people:
I'm told that you were probably never informed that I was anything other than "missing in action." Chances are that you also failed to receive any of the letters I wrote from Germany. That leaves me a lot of explaining to do -- in precis:
Kurt Vonnegut writes home
At the end of WWII, having been a prisoner of war for months, and with his family knowing only that he was "missing in action," Kurt Vonnegut mailed a letter back to Indianapolis.