RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Dear Mother,
To-day is my day-off again so I hope to whip thru’ a pile of letters. Your last letter was written July 15 and I received it a week ago yesterday -- have gotten no mail since then except 3 presses which I have read over and over again -- am anxious to see the one with my own picture in it.
Last night Andy & and cycled to a dance some miles from here and there I met a chap named MacDonald whom I have not seen since I.T.S. We sure had a lot to talk over. He’s touring gliders now + I went to his camp + spent the night + got a flip in a glider to-day. It’s not quite as exciting as a real airplane but the novelty of it was swell.
I’ll be leaving this station on Tuesday for a few days to study some advance flying + then come back here again. It will be a nice break so I’m looking forward to it.
Ask Dad to keep me informed now + again re my bank account + if the $30.00 does not come thru’ every month let me know so I can look into the matter. I have already saved up enough to put that $100.00 back but will not do so until after my leave. My new uniform has not arrived yet -- why I don’t know. I am in dire need of it right now. Got a letter from R.L. Slater yesterday. It’s too bad that I had not written to him sooner as he was up this way for a short time + could have dropped in to see me. I doubt if I shall see him on leave though as I think I’ll be going north to Scotland or over to Ireland -- haven’t decided as yet.
I wrote Ritchie another letter + still have not heard from him. Ah yes John Carr still has his commission. I saw him some time ago + in his P/O’s uniform
Have they had any news re Earl Empey? I do hope everything turns out OK. I have every reason to believe so. Tell Pearl not to give up hope.
Did I tell you that in a sports day on the station I entered in the broad jump + won first prize? -- about $1.50 -- not bad, eh?
How are the bedroom scenes progressing in at 225 Gilmour? I keep thinking that I should have been there to see my share, ha! Oh, by the way, you might send some cigars in the next box -- just make sure that they are extra extra fresh as they dry out in about a month. I have enough Postum, Cleenex, sugar + cheese for at least two months but send some soda biscuits, jam (wonderful stuff Mom), chocolate bars, chocolates, cigarettes, chewing gum, peanut butter + nuts anytime you feel like it. As yet I have not received either MacLeans’ or Digest magazines but they’ll probably be a while getting started. I see where old Wes Hamilton kicked the bucket. Old Sab (?) will get another slice I suppose. Well, am running out of paper -- will write again from where I’m going but still use the above address. Good-bye for now.
Oceans of love,
Son
PS - Have photos of both my nephews in that leather holder I got for Xmas + on my dresser -- Peter’s is the one sitting in the chair
- Wrote a letter to the Rennicks June 27
- Send my other watch over as soon as it is fixed. I’ll keep this one for stepping out - DM
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Thursday, January 31, 2013
June 26, 1944 (Monday)
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Dad,
Received your second letter on Saturday along with seven other letters including Mother’s nos. 16 and 17, Jeans of June 10, Betty’s no. 8, Eileens of June 7, one from Mr. Vaughn Jack (his second, nice eh?) and a reply from Geo Corry -- but none from RL yet. George is waiting now and it will be impossible for me to see him -- he can’t even tell me where he is stationed. Oh yes, I also received the pictures from Bett and they are priceless. They fit into my wallet OK too.
I still cannot believe the news about Bud. It has mad me sit back and think as I never did before. I wrote Mrs. Ultman an ordinary mail letter Sat. I would liked to have cabled but no facilities on the station -- have to go to Leamington for that.
Have you received word RE Earl Empey? Perhaps our boys will pick him up along the way -- that’s being done you know. Winchester is sort of getting the dirty end of the stick about now isn’t it?
Mom, I’m glad you caught on RE Helen Ellis -- be sure and remember the Douglas’ too. I must write to them again soon. It is harder for me to keep up my correspondence now that I’m flying again, as at night I feel too much like resting. I’ll keep writing home tho’ at any cost.
It pleased me to know that I was the first chap to entertain Fred in London. Of course he didn’t tell me that. I’ll be dropping in on him again in six weeks time I hope. How is Gramp Rennick? I am a bit worried about that cold. You tell them both to keep in good shape till we all get back. My next letter home will be to the Rennicks - OK? I should have written to them ages ago but I know that they understand. It looks like Hazel Jackson has beat Aunt Bess this time. Boy that 20 grand of his (Ernie’s) would come in handy, ha! I have a painting to sent to Grandma R. as soon as I find wrapping paper etc.
Business sure has been holding its own, eh Dad? Vaughn Jack was very much impressed with the state of affairs. Did I tell you that I also got a swell letter from Mr. Curvan (?). I have written to them both but now must write Mr Jack again. Oh yes, have mother send me Mary Ultman’s address in Kitchener and also Bill and Alga’s. Guess that’s all for now -- glad you had a good fishing trip Pop. Have a good time with the Hutchinsons. Love to all,
Son
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Dad,
Received your second letter on Saturday along with seven other letters including Mother’s nos. 16 and 17, Jeans of June 10, Betty’s no. 8, Eileens of June 7, one from Mr. Vaughn Jack (his second, nice eh?) and a reply from Geo Corry -- but none from RL yet. George is waiting now and it will be impossible for me to see him -- he can’t even tell me where he is stationed. Oh yes, I also received the pictures from Bett and they are priceless. They fit into my wallet OK too.
I still cannot believe the news about Bud. It has mad me sit back and think as I never did before. I wrote Mrs. Ultman an ordinary mail letter Sat. I would liked to have cabled but no facilities on the station -- have to go to Leamington for that.
Have you received word RE Earl Empey? Perhaps our boys will pick him up along the way -- that’s being done you know. Winchester is sort of getting the dirty end of the stick about now isn’t it?
Mom, I’m glad you caught on RE Helen Ellis -- be sure and remember the Douglas’ too. I must write to them again soon. It is harder for me to keep up my correspondence now that I’m flying again, as at night I feel too much like resting. I’ll keep writing home tho’ at any cost.
It pleased me to know that I was the first chap to entertain Fred in London. Of course he didn’t tell me that. I’ll be dropping in on him again in six weeks time I hope. How is Gramp Rennick? I am a bit worried about that cold. You tell them both to keep in good shape till we all get back. My next letter home will be to the Rennicks - OK? I should have written to them ages ago but I know that they understand. It looks like Hazel Jackson has beat Aunt Bess this time. Boy that 20 grand of his (Ernie’s) would come in handy, ha! I have a painting to sent to Grandma R. as soon as I find wrapping paper etc.
Business sure has been holding its own, eh Dad? Vaughn Jack was very much impressed with the state of affairs. Did I tell you that I also got a swell letter from Mr. Curvan (?). I have written to them both but now must write Mr Jack again. Oh yes, have mother send me Mary Ultman’s address in Kitchener and also Bill and Alga’s. Guess that’s all for now -- glad you had a good fishing trip Pop. Have a good time with the Hutchinsons. Love to all,
Son
June 22, 1944 (Thursday)
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Mom,
Have sort of slipped this week - rammin’ around too much at nights I guess - but having fun anyway. It feels good to be flying again and to know that I haven’t lost the touch. Had a little difficulty with that extra engine at first but now it’s a cinch. Poor Andy came taxying along the other day and pulled his wheels up by mistake and is now gone to Sheffield to take a discip. course -- sort of a punishment I guess. It means that we’re split up now and I’m a bit browned off about it -- as is he.
The day before yesterday was a wonderful day - two more boxes of chocolates - Melvin’s and Gradma M’s and cigarettes from Mevlin V. and Gord and Eileen. Tell Spagett to stick to Winchester, Buckingham or Phillip Morris. I just can’t smoke Sweet Caps but traded them for some P.M.s with another chap. So this time everything worked out hunkey-dorey. Thanks everybody -- letters following! Has Mel J caught a fish yet? -- Also Jean and Hugh? Ha! Got the parcel with scissors on June 18 so now my toe-nails are cut.
Oh yes -- don’t rob yourselves of rye by sending it to me -- I can see where you’re not going to have any to spare at 13 oz per month. The casual bottle is plenty - now I’m serious about this - I’ve gotten to like the beer over here so don’t go around with my tongue hanging out.
Haven’t gotten any mail for 4 or 5 days except the parcels - and they came at a very good time - no sweet rations this month so far and my cigs were down to about a hundred -- now up to 700, oh boy!
Last night we went to the village ball in Snitterfield and did we have a time - we six Canadians ran everything - more or less put some life into the party. I’ve not shagged like that since I was in High School -- you might almost call it jitter-bugging. Well, must close now Mom - Will write again Sun. Hello to all the men in the shop. Did Louis get my letter? Scads of love,
Son
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Mom,
Have sort of slipped this week - rammin’ around too much at nights I guess - but having fun anyway. It feels good to be flying again and to know that I haven’t lost the touch. Had a little difficulty with that extra engine at first but now it’s a cinch. Poor Andy came taxying along the other day and pulled his wheels up by mistake and is now gone to Sheffield to take a discip. course -- sort of a punishment I guess. It means that we’re split up now and I’m a bit browned off about it -- as is he.
The day before yesterday was a wonderful day - two more boxes of chocolates - Melvin’s and Gradma M’s and cigarettes from Mevlin V. and Gord and Eileen. Tell Spagett to stick to Winchester, Buckingham or Phillip Morris. I just can’t smoke Sweet Caps but traded them for some P.M.s with another chap. So this time everything worked out hunkey-dorey. Thanks everybody -- letters following! Has Mel J caught a fish yet? -- Also Jean and Hugh? Ha! Got the parcel with scissors on June 18 so now my toe-nails are cut.
Oh yes -- don’t rob yourselves of rye by sending it to me -- I can see where you’re not going to have any to spare at 13 oz per month. The casual bottle is plenty - now I’m serious about this - I’ve gotten to like the beer over here so don’t go around with my tongue hanging out.
Haven’t gotten any mail for 4 or 5 days except the parcels - and they came at a very good time - no sweet rations this month so far and my cigs were down to about a hundred -- now up to 700, oh boy!
Last night we went to the village ball in Snitterfield and did we have a time - we six Canadians ran everything - more or less put some life into the party. I’ve not shagged like that since I was in High School -- you might almost call it jitter-bugging. Well, must close now Mom - Will write again Sun. Hello to all the men in the shop. Did Louis get my letter? Scads of love,
Son
June 17, 1944 (Saturday)
SNITTERFIELD
Have just come back from my day off to find seven letters waiting for me -- not bad eh what? Your Air Mail from June 4 was included. Boy, you don’t know the thrill it is to get a bundle of mail. No Press as yet nor cigarettes (except those in Mom’s parcel with my wallet).
I am real proud of the wallet and it’s exactly what I wanted. I have shown that 1944 Canadian nickel to every Canadian I have run into. I hope to be getting cigs before too long as English cigs are horrible. Still have enough Winchesters for a couple of weeks tho! (and they’re still fresh!)
This afternoon I ran into Lionel Coleman in Leamington. He and Sonny are stationed just ten miles from me so I’ll see them on my next day off. Sonny was flying so couldn’t get into town with Coleman -- also ran into a Queen’s man last night - Newt Williamson - he was in my year. He’s at OTU now. Sonny is having some trouble with air sickness. Guess those long trips don’t agree with him.I’ll write both R.L. and George Corry (?) to-nite. Perhaps I can see them in my next leave which should be in seven more weeks. I’ll try and see Razor too. Got a nice long letter from Bobby and Melvin too. Bobby says it’s still OK for me to give her tummy a couple of taps, ha!
I picked up a little gift for Grandma R. to-day -- a little late but couldn’t be helped. Also got a cute card for Nancy Jane and a book for Peter. I hope to get Johnny Smith something next time. Haven’t received my new uniform yet and do I ever need it. This one is filthy and I can’t send it to the cleaners until I have a substitute as battledress cannot be worn in the mess after 5 PM.How about a snap of Harold Lannin’s (?) new house when it’s finished. I’ll bet it will be a pip. Will be looking forward to getting Maclean’s Magazine. You couldn’t have picked a better one. Tell Gam (?) she can send Reader’s Digest -- would sure appreciate it. Ah yes, send me Bill and Alga’s address -- also John Challies’ if possible. Glad to hear of Sam’s promotion -- mine should be coming through any day now. I hope Poke Fader turns out OK but do you think he’ll be able to stay awake? Ha!
Poor Phyllis will sure experience plenty -- only hope she’s far behind the lines. You sure did things up right that Wed PM in Ottawa -- how I miss the night clubs! Hope my mail to you is coming thru’ now -- I’ve written an awful lot. Tell Audrey Locke to send me over a steak dinner form the Rosedale. It wouldn’t last long if I ever got my hands on it. Glad you are getting a cottage. You can have my quota of beer for that month. Boy how I’d like to hear my nephew curse -- he gets that from both sides of the house if you ask me, ha! Must go now. Keep writing all of you. Oceans of love,
Brother.
PS - Am listening to Ellington's "Do Nothing till You Hear From Me." -- It's super!
- Let this do for my Sunday letter home
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
June 16, 1944 (Friday)
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Mother,
I only have a few minutes before parade but must let you know that the box of soap, salmon and cleanex came yesterday and the Smiles and Chuckles sent from the factory April 26 and your box of soda biscuits, jam, cigarettes etc sent April 25 came to-day. Thanks ever for everything. Not one single thing was out of order and the chocolate bars were lovely and fresh.
Ah yes, don’t send any more Lifeboy soap or any tooth-paste. I just cannot use Lifeboy remember? And I use Dr. Lyons Toothpowder and have enough to last for at least six months. Boy we’re going to have a real feast as soon as we can scrounge enough chinaware and silverware. We also must pinch some coal from somewhere for our cook stove.
There is a sports meet this afternoon on the station but Andy and I both have foot trouble and are excused so we might bike into Leamington. I want to find Grandma R something if possible. My soft corn is cutting up again so I don’t walk anymore than necessary.
Haven’t received any letters for a few days but still keep looking. I wish I were flying Harvards again but guess those days are gone forever. One throttle is plenty for me but I guess I’ll have to re-assimilate myself.
Must go now, thanks again for the parcels. Oceans of love,
Son
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Mother,
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| RCAF Harvard |
I only have a few minutes before parade but must let you know that the box of soap, salmon and cleanex came yesterday and the Smiles and Chuckles sent from the factory April 26 and your box of soda biscuits, jam, cigarettes etc sent April 25 came to-day. Thanks ever for everything. Not one single thing was out of order and the chocolate bars were lovely and fresh.
Ah yes, don’t send any more Lifeboy soap or any tooth-paste. I just cannot use Lifeboy remember? And I use Dr. Lyons Toothpowder and have enough to last for at least six months. Boy we’re going to have a real feast as soon as we can scrounge enough chinaware and silverware. We also must pinch some coal from somewhere for our cook stove.
There is a sports meet this afternoon on the station but Andy and I both have foot trouble and are excused so we might bike into Leamington. I want to find Grandma R something if possible. My soft corn is cutting up again so I don’t walk anymore than necessary.
Haven’t received any letters for a few days but still keep looking. I wish I were flying Harvards again but guess those days are gone forever. One throttle is plenty for me but I guess I’ll have to re-assimilate myself.
Must go now, thanks again for the parcels. Oceans of love,
Son
June 11, 1944 (Sunday)
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Dad,
How are things? By the looks of things you should be still convalescing from the fishing expedition, ha. No doubt I’m sure that you would appreciate the fun the most.
Not much has happened since I last wrote to Mother. Yesterday was our day off so three of us wheeled into another new town. You know where Phil Fader is Mayor - well this was in England instead. It’s a pretty town and plenty to do there. We got lost on the way back and didn’t get to bed until 3 AM. You should have seen us all sleep through lectures to-day -- really grim.
I’m glad to know that Tom has struck a good spot to live. When I read about their nightly performance thru’ the window next door I almost split my sides. I only wish I could have seen it myself -- ahem!
Jean let me in on the profit for the month of April -- I wouldn’t mind making a fraction of it but the Air Force just isn’t the place for capitalizing. At least we can save a little though.
I received word today that my new uniform is finished so I’ll send them a cheque for it to-morrow. It’s costing me approx. $70.00 so it should be good. Now I must start saving to put it back into my account in Canada.
Do you know if Bud and Ed Annable are in the invasion -- keep me posted on that, eh? Also I haven’t seen a Press since I left. Can you do anything about it? Oh yes, send my other watch over as soon as it is repaired so I’ll have a spare in case this one stops. I hardly think it will tho’ as it keeps perfect time. Tell John I appreciate him getting it for me so quickly -- real service. Well Pops, guess that’s all for now. Received a letter from Velma - got a big kick out of it - will answer this week.
Cheerio till Wed. Love to all,
Son
PS - Use this address:
P/O Melvin DR
J 3995 9
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD, ENG
SNITTERFIELD
Hello Dad,
How are things? By the looks of things you should be still convalescing from the fishing expedition, ha. No doubt I’m sure that you would appreciate the fun the most.
Not much has happened since I last wrote to Mother. Yesterday was our day off so three of us wheeled into another new town. You know where Phil Fader is Mayor - well this was in England instead. It’s a pretty town and plenty to do there. We got lost on the way back and didn’t get to bed until 3 AM. You should have seen us all sleep through lectures to-day -- really grim.
I’m glad to know that Tom has struck a good spot to live. When I read about their nightly performance thru’ the window next door I almost split my sides. I only wish I could have seen it myself -- ahem!
Jean let me in on the profit for the month of April -- I wouldn’t mind making a fraction of it but the Air Force just isn’t the place for capitalizing. At least we can save a little though.
I received word today that my new uniform is finished so I’ll send them a cheque for it to-morrow. It’s costing me approx. $70.00 so it should be good. Now I must start saving to put it back into my account in Canada.
Do you know if Bud and Ed Annable are in the invasion -- keep me posted on that, eh? Also I haven’t seen a Press since I left. Can you do anything about it? Oh yes, send my other watch over as soon as it is repaired so I’ll have a spare in case this one stops. I hardly think it will tho’ as it keeps perfect time. Tell John I appreciate him getting it for me so quickly -- real service. Well Pops, guess that’s all for now. Received a letter from Velma - got a big kick out of it - will answer this week.
Cheerio till Wed. Love to all,
Son
PS - Use this address:
P/O Melvin DR
J 3995 9
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD, ENG
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
June 6, 1944 (Tuesday) D Day
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Dear Mother,
Last week’s letter was very brief but I wrote it and mailed it in about 10 seconds flat. I was on the move about then. My new station is a real set up. The fellows on course with me are swell heads and I have made a particular chum of a guy named Andy Anderson from Toronto. We seem to like the same things etc and before we knew it we were chums.
With a bit of luck I should be flying again within a week. The aircraft will be quite a change for me but I think I’ll be able to manage it. At present all we have is ground school. We just brush up on what we learned months ago.
I was terribly sorry to hear about Carl Empey(?). You might tell Pearl that she can keep hoping for the best. I can’t tell you anymore than that but I know for a fact that there are going to be a lot of unexpectidly happy mothers when this is all over -- and I don’t think we’ll be waiting long.
The invasion has created quite a stir over here. Looks like they’re making headway too. It’ll be months and months before I’ll be on that far so you needn’t worry my dear.
Glad to hear the old business is making a neat profit Pop. Just wait until we’re all back in it. Things will really be booming then.
To-day was red letter day again -- latest was Bett’s of May 19 which arrived in England June 2 and got to me June 6, also got Eileen’s of May 10; Jean’s of May 13; Tom of May 16; Mothers of 13 and 16; Jack Pat of 15 and John Smith’s of May 15 and one from Vaugh(?) Jack.
I was more than thrilled to hear about Nancy Jane -- in fact, greatly relieved, ha! I’ll pick up a card for her in Birmingham his week end. I wrote Tom(?) an ordinary letter yesterday and tell her to read it in private as I let her in on some of the English ways of living which are fairly crude -- excuse me Mom Dear.
Well, I guess that’s all for now -- will try and pick up a present for Grandma R in Birmingham -- better late than never. Ah yes, that news RE Louis Bouchard was sort of a shock. Give Mrs. Bouchard my sympathy. Louis was a darn swell man. Will close for now until Sunday. I guess it’s Pop’s turn for the next letter, eh? Bye for now. Oceans of love to all,
Son
PS - In case my little note hasn’t yet arrived, my new address is:
P/O Melvin DR
J 3995 9
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD, ENG
SNITTERFIELD
Dear Mother,
Last week’s letter was very brief but I wrote it and mailed it in about 10 seconds flat. I was on the move about then. My new station is a real set up. The fellows on course with me are swell heads and I have made a particular chum of a guy named Andy Anderson from Toronto. We seem to like the same things etc and before we knew it we were chums.
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| Juno Beach |
I was terribly sorry to hear about Carl Empey(?). You might tell Pearl that she can keep hoping for the best. I can’t tell you anymore than that but I know for a fact that there are going to be a lot of unexpectidly happy mothers when this is all over -- and I don’t think we’ll be waiting long.
The invasion has created quite a stir over here. Looks like they’re making headway too. It’ll be months and months before I’ll be on that far so you needn’t worry my dear.
Glad to hear the old business is making a neat profit Pop. Just wait until we’re all back in it. Things will really be booming then.
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| Grand Casino - Birmingham |
I was more than thrilled to hear about Nancy Jane -- in fact, greatly relieved, ha! I’ll pick up a card for her in Birmingham his week end. I wrote Tom(?) an ordinary letter yesterday and tell her to read it in private as I let her in on some of the English ways of living which are fairly crude -- excuse me Mom Dear.
Well, I guess that’s all for now -- will try and pick up a present for Grandma R in Birmingham -- better late than never. Ah yes, that news RE Louis Bouchard was sort of a shock. Give Mrs. Bouchard my sympathy. Louis was a darn swell man. Will close for now until Sunday. I guess it’s Pop’s turn for the next letter, eh? Bye for now. Oceans of love to all,
Son
PS - In case my little note hasn’t yet arrived, my new address is:
P/O Melvin DR
J 3995 9
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD, ENG
May 28 1944 (Sunday)
RAF Station
SNITTERFIELD
Dear Mother,
The week sure has gone by in a hurry. However nothing exceptionally exciting has happened since my letter to Dad on the 24th. Believe it or not I’ll be flying again very soon only about half an hour or so from Mr McRae so will do my best to look him up my first day off. I hope it all comes back to me as I’d hate to have to learn all over again.
The Eighth is really going places in Italy, isn’t it? I do hope that our boys survive. Haven’t heard from Poke yet so he must be on his way. I am sorry I missed him. It looks like everyone will be seeing real action before me. I doubt very much if I’ll experience any of it over here. I’ve got a heap of training yet to do.
The weather is just like summer again over on this side of the pond. We had a week of nasty weather and did I ever catch a cold. But the last two days of solid sunshine have made me a new man again.
Yesterday was red letter day again but it’s all written before May 9. I don’t understand why my mail isn’t coming through faster. It certainly should by now. By the way, did you receive the flowers and cable on Mother’s day? I sent it 10 days ahead. Also another cable for May 25th. From what I hear, Pop “came across” with a healthy sum for your birthday ha! Well, I think you deserve it all my dear. I sure would like to see the new dress. I heard it was a knock-out.
Everyone is out for a walk right now but me. My poor dogs just won’t take any more. I’ll buy a bike this week or next when I get settled. I got my suit back from the cleaners yesterday so went to town last night -- had a date with an Irish red-head. So I told her all about my famous grandfather. Ah yes, send me a snapshot of Gramp and his silk hat. I’ve got a snap of Gram (taken with me) but none of the other half, ha!
Sonny is at OTU now and all crewed up. His pilot is a chap that was on Security Guard in Toronto with Sonny and me. He’s a real swell guy.
I’m anxiously waiting for news about my oldest sister. I do hope that everything is OK by now and that Peter didn’t get too lonesome. After this is all over Mom I think Dad had better take you on a holiday -- and no fooling. You both need a rest and change of environment -- too bad I can’t go too, I’d sure like to get my hands behind the old steering wheel again.
Well I must close and write to Sonny and Lorne. Will continue this Wed or Thurs on an Air Mail. Till then, oceans of love
Son
SNITTERFIELD
Dear Mother,
The week sure has gone by in a hurry. However nothing exceptionally exciting has happened since my letter to Dad on the 24th. Believe it or not I’ll be flying again very soon only about half an hour or so from Mr McRae so will do my best to look him up my first day off. I hope it all comes back to me as I’d hate to have to learn all over again.
The Eighth is really going places in Italy, isn’t it? I do hope that our boys survive. Haven’t heard from Poke yet so he must be on his way. I am sorry I missed him. It looks like everyone will be seeing real action before me. I doubt very much if I’ll experience any of it over here. I’ve got a heap of training yet to do.
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| British Eighth Army |
Yesterday was red letter day again but it’s all written before May 9. I don’t understand why my mail isn’t coming through faster. It certainly should by now. By the way, did you receive the flowers and cable on Mother’s day? I sent it 10 days ahead. Also another cable for May 25th. From what I hear, Pop “came across” with a healthy sum for your birthday ha! Well, I think you deserve it all my dear. I sure would like to see the new dress. I heard it was a knock-out.
Everyone is out for a walk right now but me. My poor dogs just won’t take any more. I’ll buy a bike this week or next when I get settled. I got my suit back from the cleaners yesterday so went to town last night -- had a date with an Irish red-head. So I told her all about my famous grandfather. Ah yes, send me a snapshot of Gramp and his silk hat. I’ve got a snap of Gram (taken with me) but none of the other half, ha!
Sonny is at OTU now and all crewed up. His pilot is a chap that was on Security Guard in Toronto with Sonny and me. He’s a real swell guy.
I’m anxiously waiting for news about my oldest sister. I do hope that everything is OK by now and that Peter didn’t get too lonesome. After this is all over Mom I think Dad had better take you on a holiday -- and no fooling. You both need a rest and change of environment -- too bad I can’t go too, I’d sure like to get my hands behind the old steering wheel again.
Well I must close and write to Sonny and Lorne. Will continue this Wed or Thurs on an Air Mail. Till then, oceans of love
Son
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
May 24, 1944 4:00PM (Wednesday)
Dear Dad,
I was thrilled to get your letter of April 30 and to know that business is holding on OK. You will never guess who I ran into over in the lounge last evening - Les Archambeau. He arrived over here two weeks ago and is an interpreter in the RCAF with the rank of Flying Officer.
I was certainly glad to see him. I spotted him over in one corner of the lounge but couldn't believe that it was Leo. So when he got up to go for a beer I asked one of the chaps was that Archambeau and he said yes. The chap I asked turned out to be Bill Allison of GEIC (?) and he has been to see you in the past. So it's a small world isn't it? Bill is now an observer with the rank of P/O.
Leo was just on his way over to the mess to eat so I waited and he came back later. We visited all evening until 11:00 PM over a few beers. Then I whipped over to my quarters and got some rye and we had a grand time. Both Leo and Bill send you their best regards. Leo left this morning to join a squadron so it was lucky that I ran into him last night. He didn't know me of course and was swept right off his feet when I told him who I was.
I got some more mail to-day - latest was Bett's of May 9th where Mom wrote a note at the end. I am anxious to hear about Eileen. I do hope it's a girl. So sorry to hear about my Peter. I sure hope the fall hasn't spoiled his good looks. Give him a kiss and a squeeze for me.
How is Gram Melvin? Tell her that I was asking for her and that I was sorry to hear about her illness. For goodness sake see that little Mel doesn't get the flu or anything. Does he still look like his Uncle Dave?
I'll be glad when the food arrives. We get so hungry at bed time and there's no place to buy anything at that hour. Oh yes, and don't let Mom or Eileen write anything about the steaks, roasts and delicacies that they have for meals as it is not easy to read that sort of stuff and do nothing about it. I can dream about that enough without any encouragement, ha!
Joe Longo's address is:
Sgt. Joe Longo R1679802
#6 EFTS
Prince Albert, Saskatchewan
It was darn nice of him to send you that card. I must write his folks soon. Oh yes - Joe has nothing on me as it looks like I'm going to be an instructor at an AF U so dear(?) knows when I'll see operations. I don't mind tho' as long as I get flying. I sure would hate to have to learn all over again. I might even be instructing on twin engines - will keep you posted on as much as I am allowed to. Tell Bett not to write over the creases as when I open the Air Mail letters I miss a word or two off each line.
Tell Bett she said she sent me British Consol Cigarettes. Try and make them Buckingham, Philip Morris or Winchester. Of course, I'll smoke anything, ha! Still have over 500 so can hold out for a while. I sure hope I see Poke before he goes. Didn't know he was going until Bett's letter came. Hope you had a good visit with Lou and that she got a good rest. My mail is taking a long time to come thru. Darned if I can figure it out - will just hope for improvements. Well, guess that's all for now. Write again soon Pop.
Love to all,
Son
PS - Hi Gramp - got your dollar, will keep it for good luck
- Got Bett's letters 3, 4 and 5; Eileens of May 2nd; Mothers of April 27; Aunt Bessie's card; Gramps dollar and Bett's card.
I was thrilled to get your letter of April 30 and to know that business is holding on OK. You will never guess who I ran into over in the lounge last evening - Les Archambeau. He arrived over here two weeks ago and is an interpreter in the RCAF with the rank of Flying Officer.
I was certainly glad to see him. I spotted him over in one corner of the lounge but couldn't believe that it was Leo. So when he got up to go for a beer I asked one of the chaps was that Archambeau and he said yes. The chap I asked turned out to be Bill Allison of GEIC (?) and he has been to see you in the past. So it's a small world isn't it? Bill is now an observer with the rank of P/O.
Leo was just on his way over to the mess to eat so I waited and he came back later. We visited all evening until 11:00 PM over a few beers. Then I whipped over to my quarters and got some rye and we had a grand time. Both Leo and Bill send you their best regards. Leo left this morning to join a squadron so it was lucky that I ran into him last night. He didn't know me of course and was swept right off his feet when I told him who I was.
I got some more mail to-day - latest was Bett's of May 9th where Mom wrote a note at the end. I am anxious to hear about Eileen. I do hope it's a girl. So sorry to hear about my Peter. I sure hope the fall hasn't spoiled his good looks. Give him a kiss and a squeeze for me.
How is Gram Melvin? Tell her that I was asking for her and that I was sorry to hear about her illness. For goodness sake see that little Mel doesn't get the flu or anything. Does he still look like his Uncle Dave?
I'll be glad when the food arrives. We get so hungry at bed time and there's no place to buy anything at that hour. Oh yes, and don't let Mom or Eileen write anything about the steaks, roasts and delicacies that they have for meals as it is not easy to read that sort of stuff and do nothing about it. I can dream about that enough without any encouragement, ha!
Joe Longo's address is:
Sgt. Joe Longo R1679802
#6 EFTS
Prince Albert, Saskatchewan
It was darn nice of him to send you that card. I must write his folks soon. Oh yes - Joe has nothing on me as it looks like I'm going to be an instructor at an AF U so dear(?) knows when I'll see operations. I don't mind tho' as long as I get flying. I sure would hate to have to learn all over again. I might even be instructing on twin engines - will keep you posted on as much as I am allowed to. Tell Bett not to write over the creases as when I open the Air Mail letters I miss a word or two off each line.
Love to all,
Son
PS - Hi Gramp - got your dollar, will keep it for good luck
- Got Bett's letters 3, 4 and 5; Eileens of May 2nd; Mothers of April 27; Aunt Bessie's card; Gramps dollar and Bett's card.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
May 16, 1944 (Tuesday)
Hello Mom,
Yesterday was the big day -- the 1st mail arrived and I receive 20 letters. If you could have seen how happy we all were you'd send 10 letters a day. I'll try and answer the urgent questions here and write another letter in ordinary mail. My watch came last Saturday and it's a beauty. Thanks a million: just take the cash out of my account. I'm saving already to make up for it. The last 2 letters were yours and Dad's written April 30th. I spent all afternoon reading letters -- the best afternoon since I arrived, ha!
Say Mom, who's store burned in Umsburg(?)? I couldn't make it out. I suppose you had a grand visit with Uncle Carl and Quentin. Quentin will have to look me up as we are not allowed to travel any great distances over here except while on leave. I sure would like to see him. Glad Marion is pulling thru' all right. They sure have their troubles.
I'd sure like to see my mother in her new togo. It's so hard for women over here to get nice clothes any more so consider yourselves darn lucky. Later on I'll send home for a suit and civilian shirts but not till I get out of here. Or maybe I'll buy a sports jacket over here instead. What do you suggest?
The laundry service over here isn't too bad -- 7 to 10 days. But the dry cleaning situation is a bit awkward. I'll be glad when I get my new uniform as I am having a tough time making one dress uniform do me. I haven't received your cable yet Mom -- it must still be at my 1st station.
John Carr came in last week but I didn't see him until this AM. He's galavantin' (sic) all the time. He'll be on OP's a long time before me by the looks of things. I seem to be potential reserve with emphasis on the potential. I bought a cheap bill fold which will do until you send me one -- only cost me 8 shillings ($1.71). Send me a pair of scissors like the ones we lost that Sat. afternoon in Lachine. My toe nails are getting quite long, ha! Also that food idea thru' Morgans sounds awfully wonderful. And how I could polish off a chicken about now!! Send more vita-tablets and lighter fluid too -- have still enough cigarettes for a couple of weeks. Haven't got Gram M's box of candy yet but am sure looking forward to getting it. Thank her a thousand times for me.
Oh yes, congratulate Velma for me. I'm really proud of her. It must be the Sharpe in her eh Gram? Ha! Tell Eileen that the letters written last Nov haven't caught up with me yet. Also let me know how my mail to you is coming there. I'm all mixed up in my numbering so will let this be letter no. 5. I'm only numbering those that go to No 5 St Lawrence Street -- get it? Ha!
Did you not get the post card That I sent from N.B.? I can't recall meeting anyone in N.B. from Hodge Auto Parts -- try and find out what his name is. I got a big bang out of Peter biting Helen E. Poo.(?) God she takes an awful beating. Will be looking for the pictures of little Melvin. Try and get one of Peter and him together. Just wait until Mel is old enough to pick at Bob's nose and he'll have an awful time. I suppose Bett's called Powerful Katrinka now ha!
Has Win Gray come up to stay with Jemmy? It's about time. How come the women beat the 100 club? Or was there just too much to drink? Ha! Has Fern Workman bought the Hughs' house? That'll be some walk for Fern every day.
Am anxious to see Eileen's house with the new screen and blinds. Gordon sure is a handy man isn't he? I was thrilled to hear about Dick. I must sent him a cable. Mother was it Ted or Bill Lamonte that's missing? I knew Ted when I was in Winnipeg. Poor Archie will sure go to pieces. Got a letter from Laura -- will have to write her today if I can. You can send boxes, food etc to same address as it won't change ever -- we are not allowed to give you any more particulars. Had a big laugh over Bettie Wilson -- took a lot of years of peddling didn't it? Ha! Got Jean's and your Easter cards -- nice of Joe Longo eh? Must close now. Will write again soon.
Oceans of love,
Son
Yesterday was the big day -- the 1st mail arrived and I receive 20 letters. If you could have seen how happy we all were you'd send 10 letters a day. I'll try and answer the urgent questions here and write another letter in ordinary mail. My watch came last Saturday and it's a beauty. Thanks a million: just take the cash out of my account. I'm saving already to make up for it. The last 2 letters were yours and Dad's written April 30th. I spent all afternoon reading letters -- the best afternoon since I arrived, ha!
Say Mom, who's store burned in Umsburg(?)? I couldn't make it out. I suppose you had a grand visit with Uncle Carl and Quentin. Quentin will have to look me up as we are not allowed to travel any great distances over here except while on leave. I sure would like to see him. Glad Marion is pulling thru' all right. They sure have their troubles.
I'd sure like to see my mother in her new togo. It's so hard for women over here to get nice clothes any more so consider yourselves darn lucky. Later on I'll send home for a suit and civilian shirts but not till I get out of here. Or maybe I'll buy a sports jacket over here instead. What do you suggest?
The laundry service over here isn't too bad -- 7 to 10 days. But the dry cleaning situation is a bit awkward. I'll be glad when I get my new uniform as I am having a tough time making one dress uniform do me. I haven't received your cable yet Mom -- it must still be at my 1st station.
John Carr came in last week but I didn't see him until this AM. He's galavantin' (sic) all the time. He'll be on OP's a long time before me by the looks of things. I seem to be potential reserve with emphasis on the potential. I bought a cheap bill fold which will do until you send me one -- only cost me 8 shillings ($1.71). Send me a pair of scissors like the ones we lost that Sat. afternoon in Lachine. My toe nails are getting quite long, ha! Also that food idea thru' Morgans sounds awfully wonderful. And how I could polish off a chicken about now!! Send more vita-tablets and lighter fluid too -- have still enough cigarettes for a couple of weeks. Haven't got Gram M's box of candy yet but am sure looking forward to getting it. Thank her a thousand times for me.
Oh yes, congratulate Velma for me. I'm really proud of her. It must be the Sharpe in her eh Gram? Ha! Tell Eileen that the letters written last Nov haven't caught up with me yet. Also let me know how my mail to you is coming there. I'm all mixed up in my numbering so will let this be letter no. 5. I'm only numbering those that go to No 5 St Lawrence Street -- get it? Ha!
Has Win Gray come up to stay with Jemmy? It's about time. How come the women beat the 100 club? Or was there just too much to drink? Ha! Has Fern Workman bought the Hughs' house? That'll be some walk for Fern every day.
Am anxious to see Eileen's house with the new screen and blinds. Gordon sure is a handy man isn't he? I was thrilled to hear about Dick. I must sent him a cable. Mother was it Ted or Bill Lamonte that's missing? I knew Ted when I was in Winnipeg. Poor Archie will sure go to pieces. Got a letter from Laura -- will have to write her today if I can. You can send boxes, food etc to same address as it won't change ever -- we are not allowed to give you any more particulars. Had a big laugh over Bettie Wilson -- took a lot of years of peddling didn't it? Ha! Got Jean's and your Easter cards -- nice of Joe Longo eh? Must close now. Will write again soon.
Oceans of love,
Son
Thursday, January 3, 2013
May 8, 1944 (Monday)
Dear Bett,
Here I am back in camp -- and what a hole! It wouldn't be too bad if we were occupied at least some of the time. But no! Just another Lachine but worse.
My leave was really wonderful though. I phoned Phil the afternoon of the 28th and it was well I did. You see I had planned on going straight thru' to Edinburgh and seeing her on the way back but that would have been too late.
By the time I reached her I was well worn out. First I travelled on the underground for 1/2 hour then on the train and then walked 2 miles.
On my way thru' the station where my bags were checked I picked up a mickey. As I wasn't wearing a raincoat, I couldn't transport anything larger, ha!
It must have been 5:00 PM before I contacted her and my last bus into town was at 8:15 PM so we only had a short visit. But it was wonderful.
As there were no bars in the town open we just sat down in the lobby of a hotel and mixed our Scotch with water. After we polished it off we stepped into the dinning room and had another ale - then dinner.
Believe you me, we talked blue murder. Phil got all the news from home and got the "gen" (?) on the boys over here.
Bud had just been to see her 3 weeks previous and Poke just before that. She also told me where George E was stationed which came in handy.
Well, we were still gabbing away when the bus pulled up so we beat it out in a hurry. I almost forgot to pay the bill, ha! Phil saw me off on the bus and I headed back for London. I had a room at the Grosvenor Court Hotel not far from Trafalgar Sq. The price taught me never to stay at a hotel in London again -- about $4.50 (in our money) for a bare room -- not even a towel in it.
I left for Edinburgh then, Fri noon and arrived 11 PM. The train was terribly crowded and I stood up over 1/2 the way. I would have been better off with a 3rd class ticket instead of a 1st but that's the way it goes.
Fri PM I was booked in an officers' club which was quite nice and not too expensive. Sat AM I contacted the Douglas's at Innerleithen by telephone. Mr. Douglas answered the telephone and what a real Scotch accent he had! I pretended I couldn't hear him for the noise on the street and it went over like a charm.
They invited me out for as long as I could stay but as my time was limited I could only stay from Sat aft - Sun aft.
You can tell Gram R that she has some very fine relations on this side and believe you me, there's nobody like a Scotchman (sic). They couldn't haven been nicer to me and have hearts as big as mountains. While I was there we had steak, some of Bess' Canadian canned chicken, lots of fresh eggs, sugar, butter etc and they shined my shoes at night and wanted me to have breakfast in bed. Now can you beat that?
Mrs. Morrison is a grand old lady too. She was ever so glad to see me. I'd say she's about 75 and as spry as they come. I was hoping to see Lorne there, but no such luck. He hadn't been down for some time. Apparently he's undergoing intensive training but not far from there.
I stayed in Edinburgh Sun PM at the same club and left for Darlington the next day. Razor and I went up to see Mac Browse (?) there and had quite a chat with him. Then Geo and I went looking for a room to drink up a 25 of Kingsplate but no such luck. So we just sat in a pub and poured it into beer. By 10 PM he was as white as a sheet and most likely I was too. I saw him off on his train and then missed my own so sat in the station for an hour or so; then the RTO got me a room. We had a wonderful reunion and a lot of fun. I left the next day at noon for London.
For that reason, I was a day late arriving back in London thus missing Hank. I tried to contact him the previous Thurs but he was not at his office. Had I known he was going back I would have postponed my trip to Scotland. Besides, he could have taken my watch back for me.
As soon as I arrived in London I phoned Fred Cass. He took me to one of his clubs for luncheon - quite a ritzy joint - and then I invited him up to where I was staying for dinner. I saw a show in the afternoon while Fred was at work.
For the 3rd time I had a real old chin-whack about that famous little town in the Ottawa valley. Then I called Helen Ellis and went out to see her on Thurs. I spent the afternoon and evening with her and our tongues never stopped -- especially Helen's, ha! She has the sweetest kids in England The one twin, Vallery, was in the hospital recovering from a run-over by a bus, so I didn't see her. But if she's like the other two girls she's a darling.
Incidentally I didn't forget to take out the stockings Mother and I also brought along all the chocolate bars I had for the children. Helen has certainly had her times with the blitz and rationings and also with Vallery's accident. But she has been a real brick through it all and never complains.
I would suggest that you send Mary some cigarettes and they would be greatly appreciated. Don't send them to Helen as she would probably not get them. The children would also appreciate some chocolates or something.
Friday afternoon I went downtown and ordered a new uniform. It should be a really nice one. I'm getting pleats in the trousers and a real drape model. I had the bank transfer $100 from my account in Winchester to my account over her as I want to pay cash for it. I hope to get into London this week-end to have my first fitting.
Well, Bett, I think I have done very well, don't you? This is the longest letter I have ever written. I won't be getting any mail yet for another week so they tell us. What the hold-up is makes me wonder. I hope my watch gets here soon -- I'm shipping my old one home to-day.
Guess that's all for this time. Am expecting about 100 letters when our mail catches up to us. Hope my oldest sister is doing well and it's got to be a girl! Give my two nephews lots of hugs and kisses for me. Oceans of love,
Brother
PS - Helen didn't have Mary's address so I'll send it as soon as I get it.
- Did you know Ritchie has his commission? Fred saw him in his new uniform and says he looks great.
Here I am back in camp -- and what a hole! It wouldn't be too bad if we were occupied at least some of the time. But no! Just another Lachine but worse.
My leave was really wonderful though. I phoned Phil the afternoon of the 28th and it was well I did. You see I had planned on going straight thru' to Edinburgh and seeing her on the way back but that would have been too late.
By the time I reached her I was well worn out. First I travelled on the underground for 1/2 hour then on the train and then walked 2 miles.
On my way thru' the station where my bags were checked I picked up a mickey. As I wasn't wearing a raincoat, I couldn't transport anything larger, ha!
It must have been 5:00 PM before I contacted her and my last bus into town was at 8:15 PM so we only had a short visit. But it was wonderful.
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| Trafalgar Square |
Believe you me, we talked blue murder. Phil got all the news from home and got the "gen" (?) on the boys over here.
Bud had just been to see her 3 weeks previous and Poke just before that. She also told me where George E was stationed which came in handy.
Well, we were still gabbing away when the bus pulled up so we beat it out in a hurry. I almost forgot to pay the bill, ha! Phil saw me off on the bus and I headed back for London. I had a room at the Grosvenor Court Hotel not far from Trafalgar Sq. The price taught me never to stay at a hotel in London again -- about $4.50 (in our money) for a bare room -- not even a towel in it.
I left for Edinburgh then, Fri noon and arrived 11 PM. The train was terribly crowded and I stood up over 1/2 the way. I would have been better off with a 3rd class ticket instead of a 1st but that's the way it goes.
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| Innerleithen - c. 1953 |
They invited me out for as long as I could stay but as my time was limited I could only stay from Sat aft - Sun aft.
You can tell Gram R that she has some very fine relations on this side and believe you me, there's nobody like a Scotchman (sic). They couldn't haven been nicer to me and have hearts as big as mountains. While I was there we had steak, some of Bess' Canadian canned chicken, lots of fresh eggs, sugar, butter etc and they shined my shoes at night and wanted me to have breakfast in bed. Now can you beat that?
Mrs. Morrison is a grand old lady too. She was ever so glad to see me. I'd say she's about 75 and as spry as they come. I was hoping to see Lorne there, but no such luck. He hadn't been down for some time. Apparently he's undergoing intensive training but not far from there.
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| Post Card - c. 1944 |
For that reason, I was a day late arriving back in London thus missing Hank. I tried to contact him the previous Thurs but he was not at his office. Had I known he was going back I would have postponed my trip to Scotland. Besides, he could have taken my watch back for me.
As soon as I arrived in London I phoned Fred Cass. He took me to one of his clubs for luncheon - quite a ritzy joint - and then I invited him up to where I was staying for dinner. I saw a show in the afternoon while Fred was at work.
For the 3rd time I had a real old chin-whack about that famous little town in the Ottawa valley. Then I called Helen Ellis and went out to see her on Thurs. I spent the afternoon and evening with her and our tongues never stopped -- especially Helen's, ha! She has the sweetest kids in England The one twin, Vallery, was in the hospital recovering from a run-over by a bus, so I didn't see her. But if she's like the other two girls she's a darling.
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| RCAF Battle Dress |
I would suggest that you send Mary some cigarettes and they would be greatly appreciated. Don't send them to Helen as she would probably not get them. The children would also appreciate some chocolates or something.
Friday afternoon I went downtown and ordered a new uniform. It should be a really nice one. I'm getting pleats in the trousers and a real drape model. I had the bank transfer $100 from my account in Winchester to my account over her as I want to pay cash for it. I hope to get into London this week-end to have my first fitting.
Well, Bett, I think I have done very well, don't you? This is the longest letter I have ever written. I won't be getting any mail yet for another week so they tell us. What the hold-up is makes me wonder. I hope my watch gets here soon -- I'm shipping my old one home to-day.
Guess that's all for this time. Am expecting about 100 letters when our mail catches up to us. Hope my oldest sister is doing well and it's got to be a girl! Give my two nephews lots of hugs and kisses for me. Oceans of love,
Brother
PS - Helen didn't have Mary's address so I'll send it as soon as I get it.
- Did you know Ritchie has his commission? Fred saw him in his new uniform and says he looks great.
April 21, 1944 (Friday)
Hello Mom,
Haven't much news as I'm still doing nothing. Just thought you'd be looking for a letter. I sure hope that my mail to you is coming through better than yours is to me. As I told you before, I got 20 letters one day and 1 then next. The last was written May 1st (Laura's and yours and Dad's written April 30). I'll give you a list of all mail received so far from home:
Air Mails: Mother - 7; Eileen - 2; Bett - 2; Laura - 1; Dad - 1; Tom - 1; and Jean - 3. Also two Easter cards, yours and Jeans. Oh yes and the watch. I should be getting in another batch quite soon.
Yesterday afternoon I went to the dog races again and had a lot of fun besides making another pound on the day's betting. I always pick dogs that pay great odds so that if I lost it's very little and if I win it's really something. They were auctioning off some famous bitches there yesterday and getting as high as 80 - 90 pounds ($400-$450) - not bad is it? One chap said that before the war the same dogs would sell for 5 - 10 pounds. The two cities near here are very nice but really overcrowded with Yanks. The more we see of the Yanks, the less we think of them. They are anything but a good representation of the people of USA - especially all the ones we know.
I should be receiving some word from Poki any day now. He's going to try and get up to see me. We are not able to travel by train from here so I'm sort of isolated for a while. I would like to have a few hours off to dash in to London to get a fitting on my uniform but it looks hopeless. As my other uniform has been at the cleaners (10 day service), I've been wearing battle dress all week long.
The weather sure has taken a turn for the worse - damp and cold. BI natter how many clothes I put on going to bed I wake up about 6AM frozen stiff. Have a miserable sore throat but it seems to be loosening up now. You can start sending food any day now - include a pound or so of peanut butter and also strawberry jam, and some good old Maxwell House coffee. I eat all they give me over here and am still hungry - especially at bed time. The food is darn good but the helpings are skimpy some times. Don't forget to look into the Morgan situation too - boy what I wouldn't do with a chicken right now.
I have just been over to see Eric Smith and Johnny Conlin - they're going out on Mosquitoes in a couple of days. I would sure like to be going with them but no use in hoping.
Also had dinner with John Carr the other day. I believe he's on leave right now. We visited for a couple of hours or so. Well I must close as I've run out of news - will write again in the middle of the week. Keep them all writing Mom - including Pop. Say hello to the Rennicks for me. I'll write them a good long letter one of these days. Bye for now.
Oceans of Love,
Son
PS - We have a little stove in the hut and a tea kettle but are running short of tea and coffee.
Haven't much news as I'm still doing nothing. Just thought you'd be looking for a letter. I sure hope that my mail to you is coming through better than yours is to me. As I told you before, I got 20 letters one day and 1 then next. The last was written May 1st (Laura's and yours and Dad's written April 30). I'll give you a list of all mail received so far from home:
Air Mails: Mother - 7; Eileen - 2; Bett - 2; Laura - 1; Dad - 1; Tom - 1; and Jean - 3. Also two Easter cards, yours and Jeans. Oh yes and the watch. I should be getting in another batch quite soon.
Yesterday afternoon I went to the dog races again and had a lot of fun besides making another pound on the day's betting. I always pick dogs that pay great odds so that if I lost it's very little and if I win it's really something. They were auctioning off some famous bitches there yesterday and getting as high as 80 - 90 pounds ($400-$450) - not bad is it? One chap said that before the war the same dogs would sell for 5 - 10 pounds. The two cities near here are very nice but really overcrowded with Yanks. The more we see of the Yanks, the less we think of them. They are anything but a good representation of the people of USA - especially all the ones we know.
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| de Havilland Mosquito |
The weather sure has taken a turn for the worse - damp and cold. BI natter how many clothes I put on going to bed I wake up about 6AM frozen stiff. Have a miserable sore throat but it seems to be loosening up now. You can start sending food any day now - include a pound or so of peanut butter and also strawberry jam, and some good old Maxwell House coffee. I eat all they give me over here and am still hungry - especially at bed time. The food is darn good but the helpings are skimpy some times. Don't forget to look into the Morgan situation too - boy what I wouldn't do with a chicken right now.
I have just been over to see Eric Smith and Johnny Conlin - they're going out on Mosquitoes in a couple of days. I would sure like to be going with them but no use in hoping.
Also had dinner with John Carr the other day. I believe he's on leave right now. We visited for a couple of hours or so. Well I must close as I've run out of news - will write again in the middle of the week. Keep them all writing Mom - including Pop. Say hello to the Rennicks for me. I'll write them a good long letter one of these days. Bye for now.
Oceans of Love,
Son
PS - We have a little stove in the hut and a tea kettle but are running short of tea and coffee.
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