You Needn’t Write Any More Letters

January 28, 1946. Dad writes his final letter home. Here it is transcribed in its entirety.

“WPBC-SAIPAN

Mon. 28 Jan. 1946

Dear Mom, Dad Stanely and Lubinski Family,

                How are you? I am fine and hope you’re doing well.

                Get that bottle if fresh milk ready and [a] hot bath.

                I leave on a boat tomorrow morning around 5:15 A.M. Should hoist anchor around noon 29 Jan. 46  – Tuesday. Pretty fast shipping considering the fact I came here Saturday. Around Valentine’s Day I’ll try to send you a wire as soon as I hit the States.

                You needn’t write any more letters, thank goodness, eh!

                Well, I think I’ll go wash my bath towel as I’ve already taken care of other laundry yesterday.

                Yesterday, Sunday, went to Mass. Came in a little late as processing took some time.

                The Pacific Area Olympics table tennis match is going on in this room where I write this letter. Guys from Oki, Philippines and Hawaii are battling for the championship but I prefer to write this letter than watch them.

                I’m using my old address just to get my letter through even though I’m not with the outfit.

                Well, God Bless You and Best of Luck to you all!

                Until we meet this letter will have to do.

                Be seein you in middle of February. Good Bye until I hit the States.

                Your son, brother, uncle,

                Anthony.”

As you might suspect. Dad kept a few more mementos, including the telegrams he sent home upon his arrival at Camp Anza in, California and Fort Dix, New Jersey as he was getting closer to Albany.

Telegram from California as Dad got ever closer to Albany on his trip home from the Marianas.

Dad’s final correspondence to the folks at home from Fort Dix, New Jersey.