January 7, 1943 – Quiet Around Here


     

Thursday Evening

Dear Mom + Dad,

Your both letters arrived today and I was very glad to hear from you.  It seems that the mail is coming in more regular now that I am situated.   I’ve been very neglectful of you lately simply because I haven’t had the time.  I think almost three days have passed since I last wrote to you so please forgive me.

Most of the boys are on guard tonight so everything is quiet around here.  I don’t know how they missed up on me but they did so I’m happy about the whole thing.  I can spend a more or less peaceful evening doing a little studying and writing a letter or so.

The clipping you sent me about the trip I took to Texas last year, it was the same except I started at Camp Upton instead of Dix.  A lot has happened since then.  I’ve been in the army now 11 months and it seems quite a while since I started out.  It has been a worthwhile experience and I think I have learned a lot.  For one thing I appreciate things I took as common place before.  It is funny how your ideas change.

My radio is tuned in on a Cadet program and they just had a member of my beloved Brooklyn “Bums” on.  He is down here as a cadet.  It sure seems strange to be hearing about the Dodgers deep in the heart of Texas.

I got paid yesterday, the grand sum of $65 as my remuneration for my second month as a cadet.  I have about $70 or so in my pocket.  I’m going to hang on to most of it as I will have a few open ports in a little over a week when I become an upperclassmen, I may need some of it.  If I have an excess I’ll send some home later to add to my bank account. 

There is only about 5 more days to go and I will become an upperclassmen.  I’m fairly certain that the majority of the hazing will be cut out about then.  Things have changed around here already as we have a new group commander.   I expect the class system will die a slow death now.  Personally, I think it is a good idea but then it has its good points and bad points too.  Things are getting a little rough around here as far as discipline is concerned.  They are even cracking down on our posture in class.  You have to be on the ball from morn until night.  That doesn’t bother me much as I’m accustomed to that baloney from the regular army.

Did I say it is quiet around here – the upperclassmen just came downstairs on their way to a class and things were in an uproar for a few minutes.  But it quiet again. 

I have some studying to do so I’ll quit for now.  I’ll right again as soon as I can.
     
Love
Bobby

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