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29 October, 2010
28 October, 2010
28 October, 1943
No letter today. Just this:
* TIDBIT *
about Camp Edwards, Cape Cod
about Camp Edwards, Cape Cod
At Camp Edwards, the military erected 1,400 buildings including a 1,700-bed hospital and at its peak accommodated 70,000 soldiers awaiting transfer to Europe.
According to James C. O'Connell in Becoming Cape Cod: Creating a Seaside Resort:
These pictures came from "182nd Infantry Home Front" page, maintained by Dave Colamaria, grandson of Company G’s Edward Monahan. It is not formally affiliated with the 182nd Infantry, the Massachusetts National Guard, or the United States Army.
According to James C. O'Connell in Becoming Cape Cod: Creating a Seaside Resort:
“The shores of Cape Cod were in the war zone, vulnerable to bombardment by German U-boats, especially during 1942 and 1943. Several American cargo ships were attacked and sunk virtually within sight of the Cape.” Also on Cape Cod was “a Navy base a Woods Hold, anti-aircraft training center at Scorton Neck Beach in Sandwich, training facilities at Camp Wellfleet, and amphibious commando training units at Camp Can-Do-It in Cotuit and Waquoit. The Hyannis Airport was used to train Naval Air Corps cadets and became an Army Air Corps antisubmarine base. The General James E. Longstreet served as a target ship in Cape Cod Bay.”
Here are some photos:
Aerial Photo of Camp Edwards from the late 1930's
Rapidly constructed barracks and supporting buildings, 1941
A Typical Company Barracks
A Typical Company Mess Hall
Aerial Photo of Camp Edwards from the late 1930's
Rapidly constructed barracks and supporting buildings, 1941
A Typical Company Barracks
A Typical Company Mess Hall
These pictures came from "182nd Infantry Home Front" page, maintained by Dave Colamaria, grandson of Company G’s Edward Monahan. It is not formally affiliated with the 182nd Infantry, the Massachusetts National Guard, or the United States Army.
27 October, 2010
27 October, 1943
570th AAA AW BN (SP)
Camp Edwards, Mass
Oct. 25, 1943 1930
Dearest Sweetheart –
It was swell talking with you a short while ago. Just not having called you one night made me miss you terribly. It’s an awful feeling – . I’m sorry darling, that you didn’t get my first letter until Wednesday a.m.; and I tried so hard to get it out in the first mail. I didn’t realize, by the way, that I make the week-ends seem confused. Anyway you have it straight now, dear.
This afternoon, as I’ve already told you, Medwin called. He had been trying to contact me since Monday. I can understand his difficulty. He talked very nicely. I told him there was a good chance of my going up to So. Hadley – and you know what he said, darling? He said he could understand why I would be going up, since you were up there and worth going up to see. As if I didn’t know that myself!
Since he knows how to drive, I’m glad to have him come along anyway, and it ought to make the ride seem shorter than if I were going alone. I was planning to cut off at Palmer, however, and head for Three Rivers, etc. and directly into S. Hadley, rather than thru Holyoke. It’s considerably shorter that way. On the other hand – maybe I can meet you in Holyoke at the Hotel – and we can have that much more time together. No –, dear – I think it will be better if I pick you up. I can let him off at So. Hadley. He’ll be able to get over to Holyoke without too much trouble. I’d rather call for you at the School. I’m looking forward to it keenly, darling, and this time we won’t have to bother about fixing anyone up. We’ll be alone and that will be swell.
Today, Sweetheart, I had a busy day. This poor outfit has really needed an MD – and the boys, as well as the officers came in in droves. One of the Majors came in with a complaint that needed a certain type of ointment. He had had several and none had helped. I remembered a particular ointment that I had at the 438th dispensary and sent for some and gave it to him. Well, this evening he stopped me and said he wasn’t going to let me go back to the 438th because I was a good doctor etc. etc. and that was the first ointment that every helped his itch and burning. Of course, he’s got nothing to do with my staying, but he was complimentary anyway.
In a little while darling I’m going over to the Coonamessett Club and meet a few of the boys. I’ll have one or two for you too, dear, and then come back and get some rest. All right? I’ll stop now, dear, and write you a few lines in the a.m. It’s hard to write in the a.m. now because the Dispensary here is a madhouse from the moment I enter. Until tomorrow morning, Sweetheart – so long.
Good Morning, Sweetheart –
I’m on my way to breakfast now. We went to the Coon Club – as expected. I now have a slightly used knife for our collection. Remind me to give it to you, dear. I can’t wait for Sat. to come – and I’ll have the car checked tomorrow so there won’t be any delay. Today is another busy time for me, but I don’t care. I’m thinking of Sat, dear. I’ll call you tonite – So long for now, darling and
It was swell talking with you a short while ago. Just not having called you one night made me miss you terribly. It’s an awful feeling – . I’m sorry darling, that you didn’t get my first letter until Wednesday a.m.; and I tried so hard to get it out in the first mail. I didn’t realize, by the way, that I make the week-ends seem confused. Anyway you have it straight now, dear.
This afternoon, as I’ve already told you, Medwin called. He had been trying to contact me since Monday. I can understand his difficulty. He talked very nicely. I told him there was a good chance of my going up to So. Hadley – and you know what he said, darling? He said he could understand why I would be going up, since you were up there and worth going up to see. As if I didn’t know that myself!
Since he knows how to drive, I’m glad to have him come along anyway, and it ought to make the ride seem shorter than if I were going alone. I was planning to cut off at Palmer, however, and head for Three Rivers, etc. and directly into S. Hadley, rather than thru Holyoke. It’s considerably shorter that way. On the other hand – maybe I can meet you in Holyoke at the Hotel – and we can have that much more time together. No –, dear – I think it will be better if I pick you up. I can let him off at So. Hadley. He’ll be able to get over to Holyoke without too much trouble. I’d rather call for you at the School. I’m looking forward to it keenly, darling, and this time we won’t have to bother about fixing anyone up. We’ll be alone and that will be swell.
Today, Sweetheart, I had a busy day. This poor outfit has really needed an MD – and the boys, as well as the officers came in in droves. One of the Majors came in with a complaint that needed a certain type of ointment. He had had several and none had helped. I remembered a particular ointment that I had at the 438th dispensary and sent for some and gave it to him. Well, this evening he stopped me and said he wasn’t going to let me go back to the 438th because I was a good doctor etc. etc. and that was the first ointment that every helped his itch and burning. Of course, he’s got nothing to do with my staying, but he was complimentary anyway.
In a little while darling I’m going over to the Coonamessett Club and meet a few of the boys. I’ll have one or two for you too, dear, and then come back and get some rest. All right? I’ll stop now, dear, and write you a few lines in the a.m. It’s hard to write in the a.m. now because the Dispensary here is a madhouse from the moment I enter. Until tomorrow morning, Sweetheart – so long.
0730
Good Morning, Sweetheart –
I’m on my way to breakfast now. We went to the Coon Club – as expected. I now have a slightly used knife for our collection. Remind me to give it to you, dear. I can’t wait for Sat. to come – and I’ll have the car checked tomorrow so there won’t be any delay. Today is another busy time for me, but I don’t care. I’m thinking of Sat, dear. I’ll call you tonite – So long for now, darling and
All my love
Greg.
26 October, 2010
26 October, 1943 (2nd Letter)
570th AAA AW BN (SP)
Camp Edwards, Mass
Oct. 26, 1943 2200
Darling Wilma –
I’ve just returned from a very miserable field problem held in a driving rainstorm. We set up the aid station in complete blackout. I sure was glad I had my new combination raincoat; the hood, dear, was a lifesaver.
I’m now in my new room in a different section of the Camp. I’m sharing this room, dear, with another Captain, T. by name – who is S-3 for the battalion (plans and training – or operations officer.) He seems to be a pleasant chap and very friendly.
We got back to Camp about 1500 and I went down to see Charlie to see what was new. It seems that the new M.D. isn’t working out at all and the Colonel is doing his best to get rid of him. Meanwhile, darling, Charlie had been up to AA Headquarters to find out my status – and dear he says the general implication is that I’ll be back in a few days. Sweetheart I’m in an awful dilemma. On the one hand I’m getting to like the idea of being with this outfit for several reasons. Most important of all is that it keeps me near to you. The one big thing I don’t like is the type of outfit I’m with. It’s just as bad as being with a tank battalion only it hasn’t got the defensive armor of tanks. My ambulance is like one of these tanks and undoubtedly our mission in this battalion would be to move with the first wave in a beach head landing or to go cross country with the infantry or armored forces. Now I’m not exactly yellow, Sweetheart – but there’s several ways for a doctor to fight a war, and this doesn’t seem to be the best way.
On the other hand, dear, if I should go back to the 438th, I’ll be leaving very shortly with perhaps this next week-end being the last for a while. Yet I understand that the 438th orders did not include staging here, which means they’ll be staged in N.Y. – which in turn means they’ll stay in N.Y. for awhile.
If you’ve followed me, darling, you’ll see that I’m confused. So much, so very much depends on what fate has in store for me the next few days, and I don’t know how much I should try to interfere with it. Only remember this, dear, for my own sake I care very little. I want so much to consummate our love, I dread the thought of anything that might interfere, and when all these problems arise that I’ve written you, I think then, sweetheart, only in reference to you and our future, and how our future might be affected by where I go, and when. Since I’ve been transferred to this outfit, the possibility of my becoming engaged to you before the war is over presented itself so strongly, that I’ve hardly thought of anything else. Going back to the 438th would be a bar to that. The crux of the whole matter, darling, is that I love you so very much that I don’t want to lose you, – I want to marry you when this is all over and all my thoughts revolve about that one delightful theme.
Darling –
My roommate came in while I was writing last nite and I couldn’t finish. I haven’t re-read this letter yet but I’ll bet it’s all mixed up. One thing is certain Sweetheart – and that is that the war must come to an end some day and I know that no matter where I go or with whatever outfit, that the Lord will allow me to come back to you, and what is just as important – that you will be there waiting. Darling that’s all for now. I haven’t had any mail from you yet. I’ll go down to the 438th and look for same this a.m. So long, Sweetheart and
I’ve just returned from a very miserable field problem held in a driving rainstorm. We set up the aid station in complete blackout. I sure was glad I had my new combination raincoat; the hood, dear, was a lifesaver.
I’m now in my new room in a different section of the Camp. I’m sharing this room, dear, with another Captain, T. by name – who is S-3 for the battalion (plans and training – or operations officer.) He seems to be a pleasant chap and very friendly.
We got back to Camp about 1500 and I went down to see Charlie to see what was new. It seems that the new M.D. isn’t working out at all and the Colonel is doing his best to get rid of him. Meanwhile, darling, Charlie had been up to AA Headquarters to find out my status – and dear he says the general implication is that I’ll be back in a few days. Sweetheart I’m in an awful dilemma. On the one hand I’m getting to like the idea of being with this outfit for several reasons. Most important of all is that it keeps me near to you. The one big thing I don’t like is the type of outfit I’m with. It’s just as bad as being with a tank battalion only it hasn’t got the defensive armor of tanks. My ambulance is like one of these tanks and undoubtedly our mission in this battalion would be to move with the first wave in a beach head landing or to go cross country with the infantry or armored forces. Now I’m not exactly yellow, Sweetheart – but there’s several ways for a doctor to fight a war, and this doesn’t seem to be the best way.
On the other hand, dear, if I should go back to the 438th, I’ll be leaving very shortly with perhaps this next week-end being the last for a while. Yet I understand that the 438th orders did not include staging here, which means they’ll be staged in N.Y. – which in turn means they’ll stay in N.Y. for awhile.
If you’ve followed me, darling, you’ll see that I’m confused. So much, so very much depends on what fate has in store for me the next few days, and I don’t know how much I should try to interfere with it. Only remember this, dear, for my own sake I care very little. I want so much to consummate our love, I dread the thought of anything that might interfere, and when all these problems arise that I’ve written you, I think then, sweetheart, only in reference to you and our future, and how our future might be affected by where I go, and when. Since I’ve been transferred to this outfit, the possibility of my becoming engaged to you before the war is over presented itself so strongly, that I’ve hardly thought of anything else. Going back to the 438th would be a bar to that. The crux of the whole matter, darling, is that I love you so very much that I don’t want to lose you, – I want to marry you when this is all over and all my thoughts revolve about that one delightful theme.
Wed – 0700
Darling –
My roommate came in while I was writing last nite and I couldn’t finish. I haven’t re-read this letter yet but I’ll bet it’s all mixed up. One thing is certain Sweetheart – and that is that the war must come to an end some day and I know that no matter where I go or with whatever outfit, that the Lord will allow me to come back to you, and what is just as important – that you will be there waiting. Darling that’s all for now. I haven’t had any mail from you yet. I’ll go down to the 438th and look for same this a.m. So long, Sweetheart and
All my love
Greg
26 October, 1943
570th AAA AW BN (SP)
Scorton’s Neck
Oct. 26, 1943 1110
Dearest Sweetheart –
I’ve been wanting to write you all morning, but I haven’t had the time – and it really didn’t make any difference because the mail hasn’t gone out. That includes the letter I wrote you yesterday p.m. They’ll both be taken back to Camp and mailed this afternoon, before 1630 I hope.
I was only a few minutes late for the meeting last night, darling, but I didn’t get very much out of it anyway. I was still thinking about you or us and about our telephone conversation. I had a little difficulty in hearing you, dear, but I did hear you say “yes” to a very very important question. It makes me very happy, darling; I didn’t mean to sound conceited when I said I knew you would. I meant only that I loved you so much that I wouldn’t give up until you said ‘yes’ – even if it meant almost squeezing you into a pulp; which reminds me of this paper I’m writing on. Isn’t it peachy?
Well – after the meeting, dear, I went back to the dispensary and fooled around with my radio which wasn’t functioning too well. By the time I got it working again it was 2145 and I got ready for bed.
I got up about 0730 and for the first time in 3 or 4 nites I didn’t cough at all. I believe I dreamed about you most of the night and it was all very nice!
About 0930 I made kitchen inspection, and by 438th standards, all the kitchens were poor. I informed the Col. (his name is Rose – not J. and from Kansas) about them and he admitted that he had had trouble with them. So I’m to give the battery commander, mess officer and mess sergeants the ‘benefit of my experience’ and speak to them all in a group. (The Col. had heard that the 438th had been commended by the General on its sanitary status.) Incidentally – I’m considered a veteran by the other officers, in view of my field experience, and I’m continually answering a variety of questions. Boy am I important! I’d rather be important in Salem, though.
That reminds me, I haven’t contacted anyone there and I won’t until I find out whether or not I’m to stay here. If so – maybe we can start visiting there again, huh?
Concerning my new Col – I still don’t know much about him of course, dear – but from the way he talked this morning, I think he’ll be very cooperative.
As plans are now, darling, we’ll be in Camp – or garrison as its called, for the rest of the week. Monday we go out on a 5 day problem. I don’t know anything about the dispensary schedule, but you can be sure, dear, that if it’s at all possible – I’ll be off. In that case, and even at the cost of several C stickers, I’ll try to come up to Holyoke. I’ll have to start taking it easy on my stickers soon, darling, as long as I’m going to be around. That means no extraneous driving for me when I’m not seeing you, how’s that?
Well, darling, I have to make some preparations for our move back this afternoon so I better stop now. I plan to call you Wed. at 1900, so until then, dear
I’ve been wanting to write you all morning, but I haven’t had the time – and it really didn’t make any difference because the mail hasn’t gone out. That includes the letter I wrote you yesterday p.m. They’ll both be taken back to Camp and mailed this afternoon, before 1630 I hope.
I was only a few minutes late for the meeting last night, darling, but I didn’t get very much out of it anyway. I was still thinking about you or us and about our telephone conversation. I had a little difficulty in hearing you, dear, but I did hear you say “yes” to a very very important question. It makes me very happy, darling; I didn’t mean to sound conceited when I said I knew you would. I meant only that I loved you so much that I wouldn’t give up until you said ‘yes’ – even if it meant almost squeezing you into a pulp; which reminds me of this paper I’m writing on. Isn’t it peachy?
Well – after the meeting, dear, I went back to the dispensary and fooled around with my radio which wasn’t functioning too well. By the time I got it working again it was 2145 and I got ready for bed.
I got up about 0730 and for the first time in 3 or 4 nites I didn’t cough at all. I believe I dreamed about you most of the night and it was all very nice!
About 0930 I made kitchen inspection, and by 438th standards, all the kitchens were poor. I informed the Col. (his name is Rose – not J. and from Kansas) about them and he admitted that he had had trouble with them. So I’m to give the battery commander, mess officer and mess sergeants the ‘benefit of my experience’ and speak to them all in a group. (The Col. had heard that the 438th had been commended by the General on its sanitary status.) Incidentally – I’m considered a veteran by the other officers, in view of my field experience, and I’m continually answering a variety of questions. Boy am I important! I’d rather be important in Salem, though.
That reminds me, I haven’t contacted anyone there and I won’t until I find out whether or not I’m to stay here. If so – maybe we can start visiting there again, huh?
Concerning my new Col – I still don’t know much about him of course, dear – but from the way he talked this morning, I think he’ll be very cooperative.
As plans are now, darling, we’ll be in Camp – or garrison as its called, for the rest of the week. Monday we go out on a 5 day problem. I don’t know anything about the dispensary schedule, but you can be sure, dear, that if it’s at all possible – I’ll be off. In that case, and even at the cost of several C stickers, I’ll try to come up to Holyoke. I’ll have to start taking it easy on my stickers soon, darling, as long as I’m going to be around. That means no extraneous driving for me when I’m not seeing you, how’s that?
Well, darling, I have to make some preparations for our move back this afternoon so I better stop now. I plan to call you Wed. at 1900, so until then, dear
All my love
Greg.
25 October, 2010
25 October, 1943 (2nd letter)
570th AAA AW BN (SP)
Scorton’s Neck
Oct. 25, 1943 1610
Dearest Girl -
It’s as gray and blue a day out here as anyone who has been transferred from an old outfit to a new one has ever had to put up with. Truth to tell, dear, it’s been a very very lonesome day for me, and I keep kicking myself mentally for allowing myself to feel that way. I really felt awful this morning when I had to move my belongings to a new building and start meeting a lot of new people.
When I reported to Hq. of the 570th I found only the remaining administrative force. The others had come down here for firing. This place is about 19 miles farther down the Cape from Edwards. It is also on a beach, but has permanent installations that are really quite comfortable. I have a really nice dispensary all for my men and myself. Right now I’m writing at a desk. I have a room and bed with sheets all to myself right in this building. The medical detachment men seem all right – those that I’ve met – and they’re glad to have an MD around after being 4 mos. without one – even if it is I, darling.
The new C.O. looks like a fossil, prematurely old. He’s very gruff, almost surly, but of course that bothers me very little. I still know more about my field than he does, and no matter how gruff they are, they all know that. As a matter of fact, dear – he may be perfectly all right when I get to know him.
I’ve met only a handful of the 40 odd officers and they seem nice enough. I’ll have to get to know them soon, dear, so that I won’t feel like an outsider. I don’t know, darling, what I would do if I didn’t know you. All day I kept bucking myself up with the pleasant thought that after all I had you and that’s what really mattered. And that’s all that really does, Sweetheart – and the longer I stay in this country, the better I’ll like it.
As regards the news about the 438th – what I wrote you this a.m. is true and in the form of actual movement orders.
The fellows refused to say ‘good-bye’, dear – insisting that I would return. They were all swell about it. I said ‘goodbye’ again to the Col. and he, too, insisted it would be temporary. He had already spoken with Charlie – telling him to write down a list of faults in the new M.D. – so he could bring the list to the General. Charlie – in turn – refused to take over the property, etc. – and so there you are. In addition my detachment has asked to be transferred, man for man – which of course is impossible, but nevertheless was an awfully nice gesture. All these things, dear, made me feel even worse – but believe me, now that I’ve actually made the change, I hope I stay. Being near you, within frequent writing and calling distance, darling – is a wonderful thought and if I had to leave in 2 weeks, my heartache would be even worse than that of a couple of weeks ago – so dear are you becoming to me, week by week.
I’ll try my best to contact you tonite, dear. Tomorrow I won’t be able to for the following reason: although we should be coming back to Camp Tues. p.m. – we go out on an after dark problem Tuesday, leaving early evening, and setting up a first aid station under complete blackout conditions – for the benefit of a visiting inspecting team from Richmond. I’ll tell you about it when I call you tonite. But I’ll call you Wednesday at 7 pm – I’m sure.
As it looks now – we’ll be around until the first of next week when we go out on a 5 day problem similar to the one I was out on before, dear, remember? Right now – I don’t know about the week-end, but if I can get off – maybe I can ride up to you know where. How about it, darling?
I don’t know how I’ll get this out to you. Chances are it won’t be until sometime tomorrow. That’s all for now – except that I hope I don’t get re-transferred. It’s going to be nice to keep seeing you and loving you, Sweetheart.
It’s as gray and blue a day out here as anyone who has been transferred from an old outfit to a new one has ever had to put up with. Truth to tell, dear, it’s been a very very lonesome day for me, and I keep kicking myself mentally for allowing myself to feel that way. I really felt awful this morning when I had to move my belongings to a new building and start meeting a lot of new people.
When I reported to Hq. of the 570th I found only the remaining administrative force. The others had come down here for firing. This place is about 19 miles farther down the Cape from Edwards. It is also on a beach, but has permanent installations that are really quite comfortable. I have a really nice dispensary all for my men and myself. Right now I’m writing at a desk. I have a room and bed with sheets all to myself right in this building. The medical detachment men seem all right – those that I’ve met – and they’re glad to have an MD around after being 4 mos. without one – even if it is I, darling.
The new C.O. looks like a fossil, prematurely old. He’s very gruff, almost surly, but of course that bothers me very little. I still know more about my field than he does, and no matter how gruff they are, they all know that. As a matter of fact, dear – he may be perfectly all right when I get to know him.
I’ve met only a handful of the 40 odd officers and they seem nice enough. I’ll have to get to know them soon, dear, so that I won’t feel like an outsider. I don’t know, darling, what I would do if I didn’t know you. All day I kept bucking myself up with the pleasant thought that after all I had you and that’s what really mattered. And that’s all that really does, Sweetheart – and the longer I stay in this country, the better I’ll like it.
As regards the news about the 438th – what I wrote you this a.m. is true and in the form of actual movement orders.
The fellows refused to say ‘good-bye’, dear – insisting that I would return. They were all swell about it. I said ‘goodbye’ again to the Col. and he, too, insisted it would be temporary. He had already spoken with Charlie – telling him to write down a list of faults in the new M.D. – so he could bring the list to the General. Charlie – in turn – refused to take over the property, etc. – and so there you are. In addition my detachment has asked to be transferred, man for man – which of course is impossible, but nevertheless was an awfully nice gesture. All these things, dear, made me feel even worse – but believe me, now that I’ve actually made the change, I hope I stay. Being near you, within frequent writing and calling distance, darling – is a wonderful thought and if I had to leave in 2 weeks, my heartache would be even worse than that of a couple of weeks ago – so dear are you becoming to me, week by week.
I’ll try my best to contact you tonite, dear. Tomorrow I won’t be able to for the following reason: although we should be coming back to Camp Tues. p.m. – we go out on an after dark problem Tuesday, leaving early evening, and setting up a first aid station under complete blackout conditions – for the benefit of a visiting inspecting team from Richmond. I’ll tell you about it when I call you tonite. But I’ll call you Wednesday at 7 pm – I’m sure.
As it looks now – we’ll be around until the first of next week when we go out on a 5 day problem similar to the one I was out on before, dear, remember? Right now – I don’t know about the week-end, but if I can get off – maybe I can ride up to you know where. How about it, darling?
I don’t know how I’ll get this out to you. Chances are it won’t be until sometime tomorrow. That’s all for now – except that I hope I don’t get re-transferred. It’s going to be nice to keep seeing you and loving you, Sweetheart.
All my love, darling
Greg.
25 October, 1943
[Note from FOURTHCHILD:
Greg left the 438th for the 570th between the 21st and the 25th.]
Greg left the 438th for the 570th between the 21st and the 25th.]
570th AAA AW BN
Scorton’s Neck
Oct. 25, 1943 0745
Darling -
I’ll try to get off a few lines to you before going over to report to my new CO. He’s probably been expecting me since Sat. a.m. I’m in no hurry, dear, about that.
I arrived here at about 2200 last nite. I picked Pete up at the Statler and we stopped at my house for a minute to pick up clothes.
On arrival here I found the following news, dear – incidentally, dates and places not to be repeated – the 438th is to be at Camp Shank, Staten Island – the P.O.E. – on Nov. 8. That is definite and not just a readiness date. So there you are, darling, if I don’t get re-transferred in two weeks – I will have been snatched from the jaws.
The boys are all excited, of course. They all feel sure, by the way, that I’m going with them. Meanwhile I belong to the 570th and have to write over all property, funds etc. to Charlie – this a.m.
Sweetheart – I really must stop and get started. There’s a hundred things involved in changing outfits – and I should have done them Sat.
I’ll try to call you tonite – if I can – and if my new outfit doesn’t go out on a field problem.
The week-end was wonderful, dear, and I’m so glad that we understand each other as I think we do. It’s certainly an exciting feeling every time the thought flashes thru my mind – and it’s always flashing thru, dear.
That’s all – and so long.
I’ll try to get off a few lines to you before going over to report to my new CO. He’s probably been expecting me since Sat. a.m. I’m in no hurry, dear, about that.
I arrived here at about 2200 last nite. I picked Pete up at the Statler and we stopped at my house for a minute to pick up clothes.
On arrival here I found the following news, dear – incidentally, dates and places not to be repeated – the 438th is to be at Camp Shank, Staten Island – the P.O.E. – on Nov. 8. That is definite and not just a readiness date. So there you are, darling, if I don’t get re-transferred in two weeks – I will have been snatched from the jaws.
The boys are all excited, of course. They all feel sure, by the way, that I’m going with them. Meanwhile I belong to the 570th and have to write over all property, funds etc. to Charlie – this a.m.
Sweetheart – I really must stop and get started. There’s a hundred things involved in changing outfits – and I should have done them Sat.
I’ll try to call you tonite – if I can – and if my new outfit doesn’t go out on a field problem.
The week-end was wonderful, dear, and I’m so glad that we understand each other as I think we do. It’s certainly an exciting feeling every time the thought flashes thru my mind – and it’s always flashing thru, dear.
That’s all – and so long.
All my love, dear
Greg
[P.O.E. = Point of Embarkation]
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