Friday Evening
Dear Mom + Dad,
My socks arrived today and they are swell. I’d just as soon not had the elastic tops but they’ll be all right. I bought myself a pair of garters quite awhile ago as I couldn’t stand my socks slopping down around my ankles. I won’t have any use for them now will I? Didn’t I have any other socks that were halfway decent? I thought I had quite a few pairs that would match brown accessories but I bet my pop or brother swiped them. Aren’t I awful accusing you of such a thing. Please forgive me. Seriously thanks a million for them and I sure appreciate them.
If Dad needs a pair of shoes I have a pair of new blacks that he can use. I won’t want them for quite a while so they might as well be used. Anything else I got you need take it and use. I’ll need all new outfits when I’m ready to return to civilian life.
I’m getting more + more fed up with this place. This new arrangement of going to the hospital has fixed up whatever system they ever had. It is just a mess all around. No one knows where or what to do not even the major who is running the school.
Our food gets worse every day. So many men in the mess hall plus a scarcity of food makes it real hard on one. They just aren’t equipped to feed as many men as they are the mess hall is really a mess. Also I’ll be glad to get out again and take off for another army camp. It sure gets tiresome staying in one place. At least when you move you have hopes of hitting something good. Of course chances are very slim for that but it does no harm to hope. For instance I’m still praying for that move back east. I’ll probably end up in California as every move I make I seem to get further away from Peekskill. I’m 2000 now in California I’d be 3000. I couldn’t go much further without leaving the country. I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what Uncle Sam is going to do with me. I’ve only got about two more weeks and then I’ll know. Keep your fingers crossed.
Tomorrow will be the anniversary of my fourth month in the army. It seems a lot longer than that. In fact it is rather hard for me to picture what civilian life was like. I guess you lose all sense of perspective in the army.
I have spent an awful lot of money this month on food. Every night I go up to Mary’s and drink a quart of milk and get something to eat with it. It is in the evening when I get hungry. During the day its too hot to feel the pangs of that primitive urge.
I have now exactly 25c to my name. I’d appreciate it if you would send me a few bucks if you can spare it. I guess the $50 is through. I’m hoping that my June paycheck will contain the half a hundred. Even so it won’t be long now.
I guess that is about all for now. I’ll write again on Sunday. I’m enclosing a short note for Nana to see if it can help cheer her up. Of course it will probably have the opposite effect but ---
Love to all
Bob
Bob
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