Tuesday Afternoon
Dear Mom + Dad,
I’ve been so darn busy the last few days that I just couldn’t get a letter off to you. As I told you before I’ll try and do my best to get them off. However, conditions are very difficult and I can’t write as much as I like. You understand that.
Bright and early Monday morning we packed up all our junk and took off for another spot. Were are now located at Desert Center and conditions here are much worse than there were at Blythe. This is nothing within miles of here except the settlement of Desert Center which consists of a general store, post office and a café. Back in Blythe we had an irrigation ditch running right near camp where you could swim and wash up. But here you can only get water to drink. Last night there was a truck that went back to Camp Young to take showers. Can you imagine me having to ride 22 miles just to take a shower? Well I did and believe me it was worth it. You sure can get dirty and dusty out here because of the terrific amount of sand. You feel like a new man when you get through.
It’s funny how your perspectives of life changes. When I was back in Young I complained because of the lack of facilities. Yet last night when I went back it looked very nice to see showers, floors on the tents, and lights etc. For after 6 days in the field it sure looked good. Of course as you know from my description Young is no paradise but compared to what we now have it seems that way. Despite it all though I don’t really mind it to much. You just become calloused to the inconveniences that you go through. I’d like to get out of here but in a way I don’t mind it even though it isn’t very nice. I can stand most anything now.
I have no idea how long we are going to stay out here in the field. I do know that we are going to stay in this spot until Saturday. From there god knows where. There are all sorts of rumors but you can put no stock in any of them. I don’t think we will ever get back to Camp Young but you can’t be sure. I’ll just have to await developments. Maneuvers last until the 18th or 20th and we (will) probably be out here until then. From then on I have no conception. Pretty near anything can happen to us from now on.
We’ve been busy for the last few days pulling our set up down and putting it up again. This afternoon I go back to working in the operating room. Well as least I put in my time there. I’ll try and catch up on some of the letters I let slide for the last few days.
Your letter arrived yesterday a day late. But then the mail has been all mixed up the last few days as we had to send some one back to Young to get it. I imagine the mail I’ve sent out has been received by you the same way. It just can’t be helped.
I guess by the time you are underway on your moving. I’ll have to go see the colonel about that furlough but I have my doubts about getting it. I’d like to be there but maybe I’ll get there someday in the near future. I’m still waiting on notice of your change of address. I’ll keep sending it until I know you’re installed on Marion Ave.
As for what I want for my birthday - I haven’t the slightest idea. Suppose you just hold it off and put it away until I can get home. I just can’t think of anything I need or really want just now. Perhaps sometime in the future something my come up that I want.
We don’t get paid until the 5th for some unknown reason. I have 50c left to my name but I guess I’ll live as I can’t go to town here like I did at Blythe. You couldn’t send me any as I’d get paid by time I received it and then I wouldn’t need it as I have plenty.
Well I guess that’s all for now and here I am just starting a new page. I should worry there is plenty more where this came from.
Love
Bob
Bob
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