January 2, 1943 – Studying Aircraft Recognition

 

 



Saturday Evening

Dear Mom + Dad,

I had just started to wonder when I was going to hear from you when up and comes your Sunday letter and Tuesday letter at the same time.  The mail sure is crazy around here.  Your letters written two days apart arrive at the same time as you can see how messed up it is.  Then your amount of receival of my letters bears it out.  My athletic supporter arrived quite a few days ago and in your Sunday letter you mentioned it should arrive soon.  This place seems to bring me the most trouble I have had with mail since I have been in the army and the slowest.   I used to get air mail 3 days in California here air mail takes 4 to 6 days.  It can’t be helped I suppose so I can bear up under it.  As long as I get the letters that’s all that counts.

Your Saturday letters were very nice and I enjoyed reading them very much.  A total of seven pages on both sides it really overwhelms me.  Your description of Christmas at home really sounded very good to me and it made me think of previous years.  I’m glad you go my message via telegram.  It didn’t convey what I wanted but at lease it got across my thoughts of you for the day.  The West. Union won’t let me say what I wanted to.

You sent me Jimmy’s address, I think I told you I heard from him last week and wrote to him at the same time.  But thank you for sending it anyway.

I had a math test today and I only got 100%.  Last week I took one in math and got a 95.  I missed a problem by making a silly mistake.  This is fairly easy for me.  In radio code we got no mark but I’m coming along in that fairly well.  On Monday I have a test in aircraft recognition and that is the one that is worrying me a little.  I think I’ll know enough to pass by then as tomorrow is our day off and I’m figuring on studying it then.

I have about one more week to go as an underclassman.  I figure my first half will be over next Sunday and then I shall have a little more peace than I have now.  Things are pretty rough now as they are clamping down on us near the end.  We really had a rugged inspection this morning and the gig list is getting large.  I’ve stayed off it so far.  You can get caught for so many small things that it is a miracle I have.  Tomorrow starts hell week and I guess we’ll be really hazed then.  I can take it though.  I’ve gone this far without trouble.  The last week will be easy.

I’m sending you another one of the tale spinners.  You will notice they are thinking of abolishing the class system.  Those orders are from Gen. Arnold so I imagine that we will be the last under this system.  Personally I think it is a good idea as there is enough baloney without adding to it. 

I had better quit now and study my aircraft recognition.  I’ll write tomorrow.  

Love
Bob

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