Tuesday evening
8/31/43
Dear Folks:
Well, I am
spending the first evening in the barracks since we arrived in
Horace Heidt is on just now and it makes me think of all the swell evenings I spent home playing the radio. I wonder if I will spend many evenings like that again when I get home on my furlough. Most of my time will probably be spent writing all the relations.
That was
quite a hectic phone call I made on Sunday. When we were cut off I thought I’d
lost you for good and would have to wait a long time to get you again. How long
did we talk anyway?- it seemed like quite a long time
to me. Ma sounded nice and relaxed and I could hear every word she said. You
would make a good telephone operator Ma, your voice
sounds swell over the phone. After not hearing it for six
months or so you can just imagine how good it sounded to me. You sure
can talk Ma. Dad sounded just the same and probably is the same good guy he
always was. Ma, Tom, and I are sure fortunate to have such a good man for a
Dad. Helen didn’t get very many words in as she probably was running up and
down the stairs while I was on the line. You sounded good though Helen and I’ll
see you in a few weeks. The schedule for furloughs is still the same as I told
you and I’m supposed to leave here on midnight of the 16th. That
would bring me in
Well, there isn’t any more news to tell you- I have lots of air-mail envelopes on hand so don’t need any. So long for now.
Joe