May 31, 1943
Dear Mother, Dad, + Grandma --
I didn’t get back from Dorothy Griffith's last evening until late -- buses weren't running at all well -- so I decided to postpone writing to you until this morning. I have no classes until this afternoon, so I have plenty of time.
Dorothy and Earl have a very nice little apartment. She served a little supper-chicken salad, tomatoes, potato chips, ice cream + cake -- and it was delicious. Then we had a very nice evening talking together. She had invited a U. of of Okla. girl in too -- so it made a very nice little party. I enjoyed it immensely.
Carl is in a communications battery of the replacement center -- the type of outfit I was first in at Bragg.
I've been having laundry trouble. Two weeks ago they didn't pick it up for me -- and last weeks (which was actually a two week's wash) isn't yet back. Today I sent another week's laundry in -- so I now have just about everything out and if some of it doesn't come back soon, I shall have to stay in bed.
I'm running into more people I know, or think I should know anyway! This week I spotted a lad who looked like a Sunbury boy I used to see occasionally at the Green -- although I never even talked to him before to the best of my knowledge. Sure enough, it turned out to be Betty Burgard's husband. You remember Mary Walker went along out with Betty when she was married last winter in Arizona. Her husband was in glider pilot training. Well it seems that the glider school closed down, and he was transferred here.
I's still raining out here – although it did let up yesterday -- and today looks fair. I suppose it will get hot soon now. I was out on the range Friday morning when a storm came up -- and since I didn’t have a rain coat -- I was soaked. The weather changes completely in just 10 or 15 minutes. out here -- so I should know enough to always take my raincoat with me by now.
I had my first two hour conference-lecture on Friday -- and of course I would have to have a class of officers. But I arrived, anyway even if they did make it uncomfortable with questions for quite awhile. Anyway, they didn’t fall a sleep.
Saturday I took things easy -- stayed in my room most of the day -- listened to the radio and read -- mainly because I was raining outside.
Shay went to Okla. City to meet his wife, and he'll not be coming back to the barracks now until fall.
After worrying all last week about my section of air corps men, they all came through without failing -- but it was nip and tuck. I had to lay down the law before they really got to work.
Your Wednesday letter arrived Saturday morning again for the 1st time in about two months. Either the mails are speeding up, or else you got it on another train.
I suppose Bud Ranck is married by now. And I hear Doris has a job. The Rancks will really feel alone.
I'm surprised Bob Donehower didn't get into the Army before this -- the way he used to be so crazy about it!
Yours with love,John