Dad’s Letters Home
You Will See Your Niece
May 16 & 17, 1943. Two letters home from Dad. The two letters read almost like one so I will combine them for the purposes of this post. For the first time he is able to include his brother Stanley’s name on the salutation as Stanley is home on furlough. He references Anna’s letter of … Continue reading
I Will Get Moved Around
May 4, 5 & 6, 1943. Two letters home from Dad written over three days while he is at Smoky Hill AA Base in Salina, Kansas. In the first of the two letters he thanks his family for the Easter greetings that they sent and reports that that his barracks bag has finally caught up … Continue reading
Like Rip Van Winkle
May 1 & 2, 1943. A letter from Dad to home written over two days. He is writing on a Saturday night at 8:00 PM from Smoky Hills Army Air Base in Salina, Kansas and notes the he is listening to the Hit Parade on the radio. He has been in the Army for four months … Continue reading
Getting Along with My New Job
April 30, 1943. A letter home from Dad. It’s been three days since he wrote with his new address in Salina, Kansas. He notes, “I haven’t heard from you as yet, but before you receive this letter I think I should hear from you. I should be hearing from Stanley soon as well.” He continues, … Continue reading
My New Surroundings
April 27, 1943. Dad writes home. He is no longer in Salt Lake City, but is writing from Smoky Hill Army Air Base in Salina, Kansas. He reports, “I am getting along as well as I can with my new surroundings.” He left Salt Lake City after going to mass on Easter Sunday. “I offered … Continue reading
A Little Brighter Than Yesterday
April 23 & 24, 1943. Dad writes another letter home from Salt Lake City. He says, “I still feel fine but disgusted with my predicament.” He is “now in the same boat as Stanley, in the same service command and under the same regulations. That brings us that 7 day furlough business and staying on … Continue reading
Touring Salt Lake City
It’s been a few weeks since the last post. Nothing to worry about as I have been away on vacation; hiking on the Appalachian Trail and visiting family. I am just getting back into the swing of things. Let’s pick up where we left off, shall we? In the previous post Dad had just arrived … Continue reading
Writing From the Mormon City
April 19, 1943. Dad has finished his training at the Savanna Section Ordnance School in Illinios and has shipped out. He says “I am now writing from the Mormon City, Salt Lake City.” It was only about a month ago that his brother, Stanley we stationed at the same base for five days. It looks like … Continue reading
Wait For My New Address
April 16, 1943. Dad writes a very short letter home before shipping out later in the day. Classes are all wrapped up and he is set to move on to Salt Lake City. “I have all my stuff packed in barracks bags and I am just sticking around.” The night before he went into town … Continue reading
He Knows What is Best
April 14, 1943. Dad writes home from the Savanna Ordnance School in northwestern Illinois. The weather is still wavering between winter and spring. He comments, “The last two days we have had winter weather…we did have a few snowflakes in the air.” He also says that he has been able to keep up with the … Continue reading