Tuesday Evening
Dear Mom + Dad,
Open post has come and gone and the old routine comes around
again. This time brightened by the faces
of our underclassmen. Yes, they finally
arrived last night at about 4AM. We were
on our open post then but we took our toll today.
I had a lot of fun yesterday but didn’t do anything
particularly exciting. I spent most of
the day in the Gunter Hotel. We have the
use of several of their big dining halls as cadets. They have a reading room there. It cost us $2 a month as a member of the
cadet club for the privilege. It is very
nice as it gives us something to do and a nice place to go. I met several girls but no one in
particular. I bought myself a pair of
O.D. pants which set me back $10. I
needed an extra pair and I got a good one.
I’ll get my money’s worth out of them.
One of my pair shrunk away to nothing when I sent them to the dry
cleaner. I have to exchange them for
another pair as soon as they have an exchange day.
The underclassmen are here and they sure look like a scared
bunch. I imagine I looked that way too
though now it doesn’t seem possible. The
poor boys will have a hard time for a few days but it really isn’t so bad all
the baloney they have to go through and we went through. I guess they’ll survive and chalk one up to
experience.
They are really pouring it on to us in our classes. In naval identification we are having a test
about every day. We get about 10 to 15
ships a day, then you have to learn them for a test the next day. It is really enough to drive a man
crazy. We have terrible pictures of them
and the ones we identify are worse on the test.
However I’ve gotten them all right in two test before. But it is really keeping me on the go. Then too we have a poor physics teacher. I’m thankful I’ve had physics or I’d be
lost. They really rush through things
and it just about puts you in a nut house to keep up with them.
Your Saturday letter arrived today and it was good to hear
from you. Well guess that is all the
news from here.
All My Love
Bob
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