Charles F. Bruns lived in the East Central Illinois town of Champaign. A local athlete, ‘Chick’ joined the Army in 1941. In October of 1942 he was sent to the European Theater. During his tour he was able to keep is daily thoughts in a journal that is presented here. Additionally, photos, letters written to home, news paper articles, and historic references will be shared.
Guess I had better get a letter off while I have the time. I’m going to be pretty busy so I’ll have little time to write at all. Keep writing and when I can I’ll write to you. I love you and dad very much you know, and I know you think I should come home. But just think of all the places I’ll miss seeing if I came home now. I have gone this far and might just as well finish. You know you told me once before to look up dad’s father so I will, ha, ha. Please don’t worry about me and say a few prayers extra for me when you have the time. I feel swell now. Thanks for the clipping in the paper. I’m getting to be a popular boy, ha, ha. I’m sorry I have so little to write about, but there is nothing I can say. Goodbye to you both and I love you from the bottom of my heart.
PS I wanted you to spend that money on yourself not on the car or the house
I issued stuff out all day today. The time is getting short. We have loaded part of our stuff on ships. We were issued four bottles of beer and 2 cakes today. Not bad. The beer was from America for a change. I was pretty tired so I wrote a couple of letters and went to bed.
I messed around camp all morning and then Steve and I took off for Naples. We went to a show and then to Madison Square Garden’s to the Prize Fights. They were pretty good. Drank a little “Vino” and came home. We were hungry so we went over for some potatoes and eggs again.
There’s plenty to do around here now, and the landings can’t be far off. Half the company gets to go on pass today and the other half tomorrow. Steve and I went over to some Dago’s house to get some potatoes and eggs to eat. They were sure good.