Saturday, Sept. 2, 1944
Dear Pauline-
I have been
here eight days now, and have had two appointments: a physical exam and a
classification. I was put in class “C”, which means duty in the states, maybe
in the ordinance or quartermaster department.
Some of the
men between 35 and 38 years were put in class “A” and are subject to overseas
duty again. There’s a rumor that if
It took me
about ten hours [to get] from
I wised up
to this traveling and always make for the men’s lavatory, because in there they
have long seats and you can stretch out. I lie down right away and start
snoring.
In
For one
dollar they give you four bottles of coca-cola and a bowl of ice and you can
sit there all day if you want to, drinking whiskey cokes.
Down here
there are more Mexican and Spanish people than whites and some of these gals
are pretty good lookers. They have a curfew here in town for the soldiers – weekdays
[it] is 11:30 at night, Saturday [it is] up to 2 P.M. If you’re picked up by
the M.P.’s after that time you wind up on K.P. for a
week.
At camp if
you miss any appointments they fine you $5.00 and give you three days K.P. After your interviews and appointments are
filled you get a three day pass anyplace within 300 miles.
There was
one soldier [who] got court-martialed for taking some Sergeant’s car without
his consent. He was fined 16 dollars a
month for 6 months and put in the stockade for 6 months.
Another one
got 6 months and [was] fined 18 bucks for being A.W.O.L. seven days. There must
be about 20 guys A.W.O.L. in my company. This is a hell of a time to mess up.
Those guys will wind up back overseas. Well that’s all for now, see you later -
Pete
P.S. Frank, thanks a lot for
driving me to the station.