Tagged With: Northwest Field
That’s Quite a Question.
December 29, 1945 and January 3, 1946. Dad writes two letters home from Guam on the cusp of the New Year. In his letter of the 29th, he writes that he has enclosed some photos with this letter. I’m sorry to report that the photos did not seem to survive as part of the archive … Continue reading
This Isn’t the Army that Won the War
December 10 and 14, 1945. Dad writes two letters home from Guam where he is trying to make the best of the grind and tedium of post-war life in the Pacific. He admits in his first paragraph on the tenth, “I am fine and would feel better if I were at home.” He notes, “…not … Continue reading
A Beggar’s Meal
November 5 and 6, 1945. Dad writes home from Guam where he is stationed with the 331st Bomb Group. He acknowledges that the weather back home in Albany, New York stating, “I know it must be kind of cold up there by now but I’m making it up for all of you down here.” He also … Continue reading
The Red Cross Truck
November 1, 1945. Dad writes two letters home from Guam where he is still stationed with the 331st Bomb Group, even though the war in the Pacific has been over for two months. He mentions that his group is not the only occupants of the island. He writes that he had the afternoon of the … Continue reading
SPAM, SPAM, and More SPAM
October 9 and 17, 1945. Dad writes two letters home from Guam. His letter on the 9th is relatively short while his letter on the 17th runs three pages. The main reason for the letter on the 9th is to send some negatives home and ask that his folks get some prints made and send them back. He … Continue reading
We Are Not an Occupation Force
October 3 and 6, 1945. Dad writes two letters home from Northwest Field where he is stationed with the 331st Bomb Group and “it has been raining for the past day or so.” He specifies that he is “still on Guam” and that “we are not what you would call an occupation force, it’s just that … Continue reading
47 is a Lot Better Than 29
September 20 and 26, 1945. Dad writes two relatively short letters home from Guam where he is stationed at Northwest Field with the 331st Bomb Group. With the war being over in the Pacific, it is no wonder that his thoughts have turned to the possibility of discharge. Additionally, he clarifies a few things that he … Continue reading
I’ll Have to Pray for Patience
August 27, 1945. Dad writes a short letter home from Guam where he is stationed with the 331st Bomb Group. Apparently August is the rainy season at Northwest Field, as Dad details, “This morning the ‘Mississippi’ came along both sides of our barracks and underneath them due to a rain shower during the night. Our … Continue reading
The Censor Will Kill Me
July 25 and August 1, 1945. Dad writes two letters home from Northwest Field on Guam. Stanley’s letters of the 10th and 16th, which included the news of the new baby’s name, have reached him, as have many other letters that Stanley has written in the last two weeks. He writes to his brother/family, “I know, … Continue reading
We Don’t Have Any Thermometers
July 22, 23 and 24, 1945. Dad writes a few letters home from Guam where he is stationed at Northwest Field with the 331st Bombardment Group. It looks like he is flooded by letters as the mail is finally catching up from what Stanley had sent him from England and five letters that have been sent … Continue reading