Company B 2nd Platoon
53 MRTC
Dear Mom and Dad,
Well here it is Sunday the first day of rest since I’ve been in. There is nothing to do except to sleep and to write. We got an extra hours sleep on Sunday. We get up at 7:30 instead of 6:30. I really needed it after yesterday’s tough grind. All day we spent in drilling maneuvers that are used for parades. I was under the impression we were being trained to fight a war and not to parade but evidently that isn’t so. That’s what gripes me about the whole thing. It’s all so outmoded but because it is army custom everyone has to take it. Then too we have a bunch of ignorant dopes who still don’t know 2 and 2 is four. It seems that they are all in my company and because they can’t get stuff we have to suffer for it. Perhaps to sum it all up I’m fed up with being treated like a two year old. I don’t like this at all but what can I do about it but take it. My only hope is that we end this war up in a hurry. Perhaps things will be a bit brighter after we finish our training period and we get regular duties but right now this whole camp is a mass of inefficiency.
I’ve been in bed every night by 10PM and there is absolutely nothing to do here except that. We are in quarantine for 2 weeks. We can’t even go out of camp until then. It might make things a little better if we can get away for a while. I’m going to stop my griping for now. I hope that you please don’t worry about me as even though I am dissatisfied it is my job to fight it. I’m trying to keep my spirits up as best as possible. I’d rather you know how I feel than to try to conceal it by saying everything is fine and I believe you want it that way.
I’ll certainly be glad to get some mail and I expect it will be here in a few days. It must take 2 to 3 days to come here so it will be a couple of days anyway. I’m going to quit now and I’ll write again when I receive you first letter.
All my love
Bob
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