Dear Mother
The status
of the place is just about the same. My main hope is to get to our new home
Room so that I may be able to catch up with my mail. I am still able to put out
a fair amount but the intake is way poor. One thing that I am looking forward
to is personal issues of the Alumni News. I have not heard any new gossip
because in the early stages I exhausted all the local boys.
During
these periods of maturity my mind runs back over many of the local scenery,
which on weekends we used to enjoy. Perhaps the fall of the year stands out
foremost in my mind. From a psychological point I figure that warm weather has
set me to wishing for the coolness of the fall. I don’t want to go the whole
hug and take an Omaha western of snow and below zero weather but I miss the
crisp frosty mornings of October such as those days when we need to go to visit
the Bottom at Charlestown, New Hampshire. Incidentally do you know if they are
still alive? For some reason the other day I happened to recall the trip to
Montreal. That heat up in that area was a little too much in hot climate
before. In spite of the fact that I now have become used to heat in large lots.
I don’t believe that I will settle in the south come what may.
I figure
today to try to try to write to Mrs. O. I have been meaning to do this ever
since I came off the furlough last December. Only the other day did I get
around to writing to the priest in Lenox. I have been owing him a letter for
many months. I also owe one to the woman in Omaha who was so nice to during my
stay. She has been in the hospital for quite a while but is now out. It is a
big program but I’ll get after it with time. I will always write the reply
letters home with all the promptness.
Incidentally
give old Ed R. my love should you see him.
Love
John