Tagged With: WWII
Thank You for the Rabbit
March 26, 1943. A letter from Anna to Dad. The baby is getting older (Theresa-Marie turned 5 months old the day before), mama continues to have dental problems and it is time for spring cleaning. Anna gets the medical report out of the way first. X-rays show that mama only has one good tooth with … Continue reading
I Hope to Get Better Breaks
March 23 and 26, 1943. A few letters from Dad to home. In the first he tells his family that he has just written to his brother Stanley. He also says, “I have performed my Easter duty and went to Communion the first time since being in the Army.” He also says that he played softball … Continue reading
Bun-Bun
March 19, 1943. Anna writes to Dad. In reporting that “We are all the same” Anna spends three pages going into the details of daily life in the Murawski household in Albany. It is clear that she misses her brothers and that having baby Theresa-Marie around the house provides not only a distraction from wartime … Continue reading
Starting to Feel Old Around This Place
March 18 and 21, 1943. Two letters from Dad to home. He opens with his hopes that “papa’s jaw will heal up right so it won’t bother him anymore and the same goes for mama.” As far as his training, “I am going to take my last test tomorrow morning for the 1st half of … Continue reading
Who the Hell Shipped Him Out There
March 16, 1943. Anna writes to Dad. A letter from Stanley with the news that he is stationed in Salt Lake City and destined to move on from there finally reaches her. Hopes for a furlough sooner rather than later are dashed. The family in Albany is disappointed to say the least. Right off the … Continue reading
I Will Not Be Long in This Place
March 15, 1943. Stanley writes to Dad. He is starting to get used to being at Salt Lake City, although he won’t be there long. “This is only a reception center. Friday when we came in we slept in small barracks only about 25 to 30 guys. Then on Saturday we slept in regular wooden … Continue reading
Wedding Bells for the McCanns
March 15, 1943. Dad’s friend, Anne McCann (nee Moran) writes to him. After a paragraph of perfunctory comments she breaks the news. “Well, we finally up and did it. Paul and I had been going together for five long years and when he knew he was getting his furlough he said let’s get married, so … Continue reading
An Easter Present for Theresa
March 14 & 15, 1943. Dad writes home. Before receiving Stanley’s letter with the news that his brother was shipped to Salt Lake City, Dad writes, “I hope that Stanley gets to an air base near Albany unless they intend sending him to officers training school.” He is also enclosing post cards “of the Mississippi … Continue reading