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Category Archives: 1942
Dec 25, 1942 – Friday
Today is Christmas. Merry Christmas everyone and may we find the next one at home. We had a merry time last night trimming the tree. We did not have a thing to decorate it with but soon it was loaded … Continue reading
Dec 24, 1942 – Thursday
Here it is Christmas Eve and it just seems like another day. We tried to swipe a Christmas tree the other day but they were all in peoples yards so we haven’t one at all I went to confession today … Continue reading
Dec 23, 1942 – Wednesday
Boy are the nights getting cold. Boy you just about freeze. We really had it easy today, we didn’t do a damn thing. I read a book part of the day and also did my laundry. Boy if my mother … Continue reading
Group 3 Convoy arrives from Camp Pickett
The Group Three convoy, which had remained at Camp Pickett, arrived at Casablanca. This convoy brought the Division’s transportation virtually up to normal strength. The four-ton prime movers oft he medium artillery battalion and the big wreckers of the Ordnance … Continue reading
Letter Home – December 22, 1942
Dear Mother, Dad & All, Here goes some more nothing as nothing is happening. We had a mail call yesterday and the only ones I heard from was you, Lee and Esther Grierson. I know I don’t write to the … Continue reading
Dec 22, 1942 – Tuesday
There’s just not anything to write about these days as nothing is happening. Last night as we were sitting around the fire, some of the Frenchman that are with us were telling us of some of the troubles that they … Continue reading
Dec 21,1942 – Monday
Today was a dull day and all we did was pass out a few clothes we had to issue out. We also had a physical inspection so that meant I had to take my weekly shower. eW played cards again … Continue reading
Dec 20, 1942 – Sunday
Well it looks like it might be a nice day today. I am going to mass at 10:00AM today down at the third medics.” Here it is 5 days from Christmas and no mail and it also doesn’t even seem … Continue reading
Dec 19, 1942 – Saturday
Boy did it ever storm last night. I believe it was the hardest rain we have had yet. Today is inspection day so we had better get ready. We had a full field inspection and the French were supposed to … Continue reading
Dec 18, 1942 – Friday
Boy it didn’t take the French fellows long to catch on to the chow line. They are just as big as chow hounds as the rest of us are. We had an easy day today so I finished the book … Continue reading
