Tuesday Evening
Dear Mom + Dad,
I just went through one of the roughest days of my life and I’m afraid I have quite a few more ahead of me. I am now an underclassman and believe me, at least, to the upper classmen they are lower and lower. I’ve suffered all sorts of belittlement at their hands and I will until I become an upperclassmen in 4 ½ weeks from now. You see our 9 week pre-flight course is to be divided into 2 periods, one as a lower and the other as an upper classman. The system itself is based on the plebe system at West Point and is pretty rough. You do all sorts of silly things. It is very similar to a fraternity initiation. I went through initiation and have seen a few and this is a lot tougher. For 4 ½ weeks I’m going to have to take all sorts of baloney until I make upper class. I can stand it though even though I know I’m not going to like it. They claim it will make a soldier out of you. How I don’t know but that is what they say.
From here in I won’t have but very little time to myself and won’t get much chance to write. However whenever I can I will but if my letters are far and few between you will know I haven’t forgotten you but just don’t have the time. I know you’ll understand. Every minute of my day is rationed now.
It is going to be awfully rough but I can take it I hope. At least I’m going to do my best at the deal. I asked for this so I’m going to take it. Probably when I get through it will be worth it. Well I must close now. I’ll write again as soon as humanly possible. Maybe tomorrow I can squeeze in a little more time. My address is on the outside.
Love
Bob
Bob
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