Thursday

May 4, 1944

Dear Aunt Leona,

My gosh, why did you ever send an alarm clock? Somebody wakes us up every morning-usually. I’m going to send a box home soon with some of my things in it. I’ve got too much stuff now, and I’ll have to get rid of some of them.

I have turned my gloves into supply, but I’ll try and get a pair again, if I can.

I finally got a letter from Bobby; overseas. It’s sure about time.

Hope you like the pictures, they should be pretty good. Don’t forget to send them right away. In regular mail one full set will go for nine cents in an envelope, I think.

As yet I haven’t taken the addresses of our crew, but will soon. We’re going to have our picture taken, too.

Tomorrow, we are going to take our first yellow I ever shot so be thinking of me.

We didn’t fly this afternoon, so a bunch of us shot some sheet. This must have been my off day, I was next to low man, on one round.

The blonde with Roger in one of the pictures is one of the girls at the hut, U.S.O. They have the basement at the hut fixed up with tables and a ping pong table and servicemen and U.S.O. girls can get hot coffee and cake and cookies all day and up until ten at night when they close. Most of the girls at the U.S.O. are from the college or cadet nurses college, but they have to be in by ten thirty. The girls’ college is really a swell place- ahem! We were showed all over the place by a couple of the girls. Also, we heard one of the girls practicing the piano for a concert which she is to give. Boy, was she good; anything you can hum she can play by ear. Of course, she averages about four hours practice every day.

Well, honey, I have quite a few letters to write yet, so toodle’doo.

Love,

Don