November 14, 1942 – This Place is Pretty Swell

Saturday Afternoon

Dear Mom + Dad,

I was so darn busy last night that I didn’t get around to writing you. You know I want to write to you as often as possible so in the future I’ll write as near every day as I can. You understand! It seems like an awful long time since I’ve heard from you. In fact I haven’t had any mail in a week for it was one week ago today that I left dear old Camp Young. I guess that has to be expected. I guess I’ll be getting mail in soon as it shouldn’t take quite so long from here.

I still haven’t taken any of my exams as yet. I’m fairly certain I will start on Monday. I take my first and the most important exam then. The “64” or the physical exam. If I get through that I’m set as far as starting out is concerned. I’m in if I pass that two other exams, one to determine which of the three classifications (pilot bombardier + navigator). I’ll be in. The other is to test your coordination and reactions. I’m only worried about the physical the rest I know I can pass. However, I’m willing to take whatever comes up. If I end up in G.D.O. (Ground Duty Only) I’ll still be fairly satisfied. Although there is something about being here that is infectious and you really want to make good. But I’m willing to take anything that the exam brings forth. I know I’m going to be a lot happier in the air corps than I was in the “medics”. If my eyes don’t hold up I go to Sheppard Field, Texas and am assigned from there. I’m going in for O.C.S. if that should happen. Anyway I’m happy about the whole deal come what may.

The course of an aviation cadet has again been lengthen to nine months. I will be here at least 4 1/2 weeks then, if I pass, I go to Pre Flight Ground School and so on up for nine months.

This place is pretty swell. Of course discipline and so forth is a little rough but I don’t mind it. We don’t do an awful lot except attend a few lectures, drill a little and generally mess around. We won’t do anything until we get classified. I imagine most of next week will be taken up by exams. It sure seems good to live in barracks again. I have nice closets, tables to write on, hot showers, beds, sheets, pillows and all the comforts of home. It sure seems good after spending four months in the desert. The only drawback is that we get up too early in the morning. We get up at 5:15A.M. and that is much earlier than I am accustomed too.

My radio is now extinct. I told you I sent it with my barrack bag. Well it came back completely smashed. It was my own fault as I didn’t want to bother to carry it. It was pretty near shot before I left so that’s why I took the chance. I now will get a new second hand one as soon as I get the chance to go to town. I got my five dollars worth out of it so I have no kick coming. Of course I could have preserved it for a short while yet but then I would have had to spend money on it. So I’m not so bad off. There is one in the barracks thus I’m not worried about it.

I now receive the pay of an aviation cadet which is $75 per month. We actually get $105 but they take out $30 for food. You see we are allowed a $1 a day for food but we never see it as it goes right into the mess fund. Incidentally if I should get G.D.O I get my rating as corporal back again in the air corps. In the last three months I’ve been advanced in salary each time. First Pfc $54, Corporal $66, and now AV/C $75. I’ll be a rich man soon.

Well that’s it for now. I’ll try and write tomorrow. Drop me a line as soon as possible.

Love

Bob

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