October 22, 1942 – Mattress, Sheets, Pillows :-)

Thursday Evening

Dear Mom + Dad,

I can’t for the life of me remember if in that letter I wrote you this morning I still gave you the correct address. For some reason ever since I’ve been told I was coming down here SCU 1929 has been running through my mind and it is actually S.C.U. 1925. So just for the relief of my own mind if nothing else I’m going to write my address again, this time correctly. Medical Section, S.C.U. 1925, Camp Young. I hope I had it straight this morning but if not this will clarify the situation.

I don’t expect mail for a few days for several reasons. First of all the change over to a new situation and then as I told you before the 5th Field also had a change. So I imagine my mail will be all messed up for awhile anyway. It can’t be helped so I’ll have to make the best of it.

I was assigned to my new job this morning. I hinted at it this morning so now I’ll amplify it. I work in what they call the out patient clinic and dispensary. My job is supposed to be the first aid man in the dispensary but I also fill in on the records. We handle all patients who go on sick call for several outfits here in camp, plus getting exams + check ups on everybody that needs it. There are anywhere from 150 to 200 patients going through every day. So you can see we are kept rather busy. I would rather have a lot to do as it makes the day pass much faster. We have it so arranged so that we quit at 5 P.M. instead of seven. 2 men stay until 7 P.M, every 4 days for 2 nights so that means you are on 2 nights out every six until 7 P.M. which isn’t bad at all. Then too you only work 1 out of every three weekends. I don’t know if you can get passes every weekend you’re off but at least you can get one every other weekend. This won’t be such a bad set up if I am kept on it. I’m afraid through that I may get changed for some ungodly reason. You know how the army works.

I have a mattress and sheet plus a pillow issued to me. After sleeping on the ground, tents and every place imaginable it sure seems like heaven. Then to we have showers even though they are as cold as ice. I guess it is paradise, at least it seems like it after what I have just gone through.

Well I guess that’s all for now. I’ll try and write as near everyday again as I can. I now have a little time and feel a little more like writing. Hoping to hear from you soon.

Love
Bob