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				<title>Zeller letter</title>
				<author>John Zeller</author>
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					<persName>Susan Falciani Maldonado</persName>
					<resp>University Archivist and Director of Special Collections</resp>
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					<persName>Diane Jakacki</persName>
					<resp>Digital Scholarship Coordinator</resp>
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				<distributor>Special Collections/University Archives, Bertrand Library</distributor>
				<authority>Bucknell University</authority>
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					<addrLine>Lewisburg</addrLine>
					<addrLine>Pennsylvania</addrLine>
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				<p>John F. Zeller Papers</p>
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				<dateline> O.C.S. Faculty - Materiel<lb/> May 19, 1943<lb/>
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				<salute> Dear Mother, Dad, &amp; Grandma </salute>
				<p> Your Wednesday and Friday letters have arrived - but not the Sunday letter as
					yet. I shall save it so that I have something to answer on Sunday when I write
					again. </p>
				<p> Thank you very much for the $2, Mother. I shall use it as you suggest - although
					it can't possibly buy me the meal I would have had, if I could have been with
					all of you. Did you have a good time - and how did Grandma weather the
					excitement? </p>
				<p> Yes, Dad, there is a Masonic Club here, but it meets on Tuesday nights - and I
					have to go to Gunnery classes Tuesday evenings - so it doesn't help me out.
					Perhaps sometime I'll be able to make it. I'd like to. </p>
				<p> I got the card you signed at lodge, Dad. I appreciate knowing so many of the men
					are thinking of me. It must have been a good session. </p>
				<p> So your diamond and wedding ring sale panned out after all, Mother. Now You can
					kid Dad &amp; Pearl. </p>
				<p> I'm glad my bond arrived. They just established a new system. Up until now bond
					deliveries had been very slow - but this month they were mailed out May 2nd. The
					one you got was my April bond. There should be one along each month from now on.
					If they stop coming, let me know. </p>
				<p> I think your letters are late in arriving because of difficulties at this end.
					The new hours just don't agree with the train schedule and most of the mail now
					takes a half a day more - usually laying over night in the post office here. </p>
				<p> You asked about Lt. Decan, Mother. Yes. he's older – about 29 or 30, I believe.
					He was an engineer - civil, I believe - before he was drafted. He's been married
					since he's in the army. He went to school in Ohio somewhere - but not to Ohio
					State. </p>
				<p> When Wells Henderson finishes the Executive Course he'll go out to a line
					outfit. In all probability he'll be a Btry Executive - and a 1st Lt. - very
					shortly. By the time I get to a line outfit. I'll be a Captain. </p>
				<p> I got a letter from Harold Kleppinger. It just made me feel very much depressed
					to read it - but at that, considering his condition, he didn't do too badly. </p>
				<p> Where's Bud Marsh? I haven't heard from Aunt Nelle, and you haven't said
					anything. Bud let me know about Scotty White too. - And Bill Johnson, if you've
					heard anything new, + Jr. </p>
				<p> Not much new this week. I had a section from the Officers Basic Course one day
					this week. A major fell asleep in class, and I didn’t have nerve enough to wake
					him. I tried shouting and whispering – but neither method disturbed him. At
					least no one else fell asleep, however. </p>
				<p> Monday morning I conducted gun drill for the enlisted instructors of the
					department. It's good experience - but a tough job because our men don't know as
					much about cannoneers hop as they should. </p>
				<p> Our Gunnery class last night featured the new terrain board the Dept. has
					acquired. It's really good - complete to puffs of smoke to represent rounds
					bursting near the target. From now on we can get plenty of practice firing
					without wasting ammunition. </p>
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					<salute>Yours, </salute><lb/>
					<signed>John</signed>
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