December 19, 1942 – Congo






 Saturday Evening

Dear Mom + Dad,

I neglected to write last night simply because I didn’t have the time.  I had to study and I couldn’t find time at all.  Tonight I have a little extra time as I’m all caught up on my studies.  There is a lot of fun going on around here now as it is the time for the hazing.  This part of it is fun as it takes quite a few humorous twists.  Tonight, I played drums on the footlocker with a congo beat while the rest of the underclassmen form a congo line.  Things like that are fun and you enjoy it.  However there are parts of this that are a lot of baloney and get on your nerves.  However, I’m holding up under it pretty well.

On my table sits my new radio and my old friend Martin Block is on the hit parade.  It sure makes me homesick.  Every time I hear the radio I think of you and how nice a present it was even though I don’t get much chance to listen to it now.  I will though in the future.

Speaking of presents I received a very nice one today from the Service men’s Auxiliary.  They sent me a very nice wallet and believe me it will come in handy as I needed one.  I haven’t had a new one in about 3 years and naturally the old one was rather beaten up.  My main problem will be to find time to write a letter of thanks.

On Monday we get open bill.  That is our one day off during the week.  The upper classmen have open post and we have the day off but can’t go out.  Also we are going to get Xmas day off so that will be 2 days off next week.  I guess Xmas will be sad but it can’t be helped.  I’d love to be home for the holiday but I have a job to do here so here I must be.  Maybe next Xmas will be different.

If you can find an old athletic supporter around the house send it to me.  I need one for Physical trg – and you can’t buy them anymore.  They are getting me in good shape in a hurry.  I signed up to play on our squadron basketball team so maybe I’ll see some action in that a little later on.  I played a little today and it felt good.

That’s all for now.

Love
Bob






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