Oct. 7-1945

2:30 PM

Sunday after.

Dear Mom,

            Your Sept. 30 letter came a couple hours ago.  I am glad to hear that it was “a beautiful fall day” back on the farm.  It has been nice here all this week, too, and exceptionally nice today.  In fact I am writing this letter outside in the sun—so you can imagine how rare that is for Oct. in England.  But this is going to be my 3rd and last Oct. overseas - and the same for this Christmas, too, I may be home as early as Jan. or Feb.—but I think it will probably be March—possibly later—but improbable (I hope).  I just finished a big wash and hung it up in the sun.  Gosh, Mom—I’ve done lots of thing[s] like that in the Army that I’ve never dreamed of doing myself.  But, it isn’t so bad just for one person, even though it always seems that no matter how much I wash, I’ve always got lots of dirty clothes still waiting.  I can get a pair of fatigues (overalls) dirty in about three days (I usually change every week). 

            I am sorry to hear that Dad was not well enough to go to Church, but I hope he is doing well now.

            I could have gone to the football game today, but it is away—about 70 miles from here.  Of course, transportation was provided, but the trucks left at 10:30 this morning.  And, it would take superhuman-effort for me to get up before 11:00 on Sunday morning, especially if I was out the night before, but I wasn’t last night.  So—I slept about 12 hours straight.  Sleeping and eating is about all I live for around here anyhow.

            I am glad to hear that Bessie Carey called on you and wanted to know when I was coming home.  When did you tell them?  It’ll be about 5 or 6 or 7 more months—plenty of time yet.  And, it’ll be longer yet if those dock stevedores in New York don’t stop striking and throwing sand in the demob. gears.  All the fellows over here are pretty hot about that.  If they don’t like their work maybe they’d rather come over here and sling boxes in my job.  I’d be more than glad to do theirs. 

            Yes I think you’re right about no canary, especially if Barbie goes away on private duty or specializing as her Dr. has advised.  Thanks just the same Mom—you’re so kind. I think she’ll be more than pleased with what I sent her. 

            God bless you all and I miss all of you something terrible.

                                                                                                You’re loving son, Chuck