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January 8, 1944 – Saturday
Had a mail call today and I’m beginning to get a little of my mail. I took off my sweater to wash this morning and found about five little bugs (the crawling kind). Right away I took off for the … Continue reading
January 7, 1944 – Friday
It was cold as hell this morning. I stayed in the tent and worked on the 32 forms all day. We played cards for a while tonight and I lost about six dollars.
Letter Home – January 6, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad, Boy it’s really cold here now, wow! How is it back home. It’s really funny though Dad how I would be freezing with all of the clothes I could have on, but here I am fairly … Continue reading
January 6, 1944 – Thursday
Man is it ever cold this morning. Wow! everything is froze solid. Stayed in the supply room most of the day. Paul Wilson dropped in to see me today. I was surely surprised to see him. I straightened up the … Continue reading
January 5, 1944 – Wednesday
It’s getting a little colder to day. Not much going on around the supply room. We got in a few clothes, chopped some wood and played poker. About 8 o’clock I received a long distance phone call Paul Wilson. I … Continue reading
Letter Home – January 4, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad, How’s everything back home? OK I hope. The weather here is pretty miserable but not too badly. We live in a large Pyramidal tent now so it not so bad at all. Nothing much happening now … Continue reading
January 4, 1944 – Tuesday
Today was a pretty dull day. I fixed our lights and chopped a little wood for the stove. We had a mail call and pay call today also. Tonight we are going on a hike. We walked about 6 miles … Continue reading
January 3, 1944 – Monday
Worked around the supply room all morning and in the afternoon I went out with the 2nd platoon and pulled mines. They are clearing the beaches so we can get ready to practice landings. It looks like Southern France for … Continue reading
January 2, 1944 – Sunday
We worked today. I tried to go to Mass but couldn’t make it. Boy is it ever cold. It has rained off and on all day. I tried to write a few letters and soon went to bed I wind … Continue reading
Letter Home – January 1, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad, Well I had better start the new year off with a letter. I have spent most of the day thinking about both of you. Did you both go out to dinner today. We had another swell … Continue reading
