December 23, 1942 – Guard Duty, Butter Cookies, and Christmas Thoughts




Wednesday Evening

Dear Mom + Dad,

I’m dead tired tonight as I just came off my 24 hours of guard. Since Monday I’ve had 3 hours sleep so you can picture my state. Guard is plenty rough around here. That old rifle gets awful heavy after a while and you are on your feet all the time. I’m darn glad it is all over until next time.

I have to write to you tonight as your package arrived today. It is really swell and I’m enjoying the food along with some of the boys. It sure is swell and I appreciate it very much. Thank you. I’m eating some of the butter cookies now. Just a little crushed but still they taste wonderful.

We have a little Christmas tree in the center of our barracks. Just a little atmosphere. I took the greens you sent and decorated my radio with them. It still doesn’t seem like Christmas but it is only one day away from Christmas eve. I’m going to spend Christmas day thinking of you. I’ll be with you at least in spirit.

Well I must close and study a little. I’ll write again tomorrow.

Love
Bob

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