November 4, 1942 – Out of Shape

Wednesday Afternoon

Dear Mom + Dad,

I rather expected to receive your usual Sunday letter but it didn’t arrive in this morning’s mail call. It will probably come in tonight but I usually write your letter before the evening mail comes in so I’m not going to change now.

I went to see Kay Kyser last night and I enjoyed him very much. I have seen him quite a few times but even so he is still good. It is not often out here on the desert that you get a chance to see a big orchestra. You know how I like music so I guess you picture my pleasure in seeing Kay.

I guess I’ll go to the show tonight as there is nothing much else to do. I’m also planning on going to Palm Springs again this weekend and at least getting away from here for a short time. Trips like that do your outlook on life a lot of good for a short time anyway.

All air cadets are going to meet outside of the orderly tent tonight at 6 P.M. I don’t think it is anything very important. I imagine they just want to get a list of the ones that are here and send it to the Corps Area headquarters. If it is anything real important I’ll write again and let you know about it. If not it will keep for tomorrow.

I ran into a friend of mine that I had when I was back in Beaumont. He came down here with me but was in the 3rd Field Hospital. I hadn’t seen him in about 3 months as we’ve been in different parts of the desert. It was good to talk over old times again.

I took a long walk this morning to some much needed exercise. I don’t get very much of that stuff anymore. I’m really in bad shape physically compared to what I should be. I know if I played a game of basketball now that it would just about kill me. Of course I’m accustomed to adverse conditions and feel fine, but I don’t think I could do any really strenuous exercise. If you know what I mean. Even when I was back in civilian life I always played ball and stuff at school and outside. Now I never do. Oh well, I’m in fine health so why should I worry.

I guess that’s it for now. I’ll come in again tomorrow.

Love
Bob