Year: 1943

                                                      Dec 30, 1943 
Dear Folks,
   Well I’m still here. There isn’t much news but I feel like writing anyway. I have been doing so much of the same things that I can hardly remember how I have been spending my time.
   I have been dividing my time between the supply room and the kitchen. After I had worked all day in the supply room yesterday I was informed that I was supposed to do K.P. after supper while the regular K.P’s went with the Co. on a night problem. Well instead of going to KP after supper we went on at about 5:00 and worked till about 11:30. Five of us did the work that 8 were supposed to do so you can see that we really worked. And to top it all off I was really feeling terrible. I was chilling and aching all over. I surely was taking the flue. Boy was I glad to hit that bed!
   When I got back to the hut I took an aspirin and rubbed some vicks on my chest. Then I went to bed and piled all the covers and clothes on top of me that I could find. 
   This morning when I woke up I was really surprised how much better I felt. I must have just caught it in time. I got along today without any trouble at all.
   I spent today working in the supply room with about 2 hours in the kitchen this afternoon.
   I have been thinking about something that maybe crazy but I think I’ll try it. If you remember on my medal I got from the Kiwanis there were a couple of letters missing. I feel that some day I will want this to be complete so I would like for you to send me the address of the company that made it. The address is on the inside of the lid. It might be alright to send a rough sketch of the face of the medal, too. I will write to the company and explain the situations and if it can be fixed you can send it to them.
   While I am in the begging mood I will say that I hope you got my letter in which I asked you to send me 5 or 6 dollars. If you didn't, I'll explain why later.
   I hope everything is coming along pretty well back there. Since tomorrow night is New Year’s eve I want to wish you a Happy New Year. I think I will welcome the New Year by sleeping. 
I want to take a shower so I’ll sign off.
               Love,
                Donald

                                                 Christmas Afternoon
Dear Family,
   I’ll start this letter now and finish it after mail call. I can then let you know whether I heard from you or not. I haven’t heard from you yet and since it was under unfortunate circumstances then, I sure would like to hear.
   If I were home I guess it would be a white Christmas. It has been raining all day and likely it were at home it would be snow. But instead of that it is cold and miserably muddy here. Not being at home today is about the biggest pill I have had to take yet. I am wondering if you were in a position to get much enjoyment out of your Christmas.
   I went to the Christmas church service this morning and felt a good bit better after it was over. We had a big meal at noon and I feel pretty lazy over it. The fellows in my hut have all received packages so we have all had a lot of candy, cookies, cake, etc. to eat.
   I have had several different jobs in the last few days. I spent a little time in the kitchen and a part of one afternoon policing up the area. I also spent some time in the supply room. This is a pretty uncertain life but there is no use to worry about it.
   This isn’t much of a letter but maybe I’ll feel more like writing and think of a little more to write about later this evening.

                                                    Sunday Afternoon
   Well I never got my my letter finished yesterday and anyway we didn’t have any mail call. It also looks like we aren’t going to have any today. It is almost supper time and on Sunday’s mail call is generally held at noon.
   I went to church again this morning and I have spent the whole afternoon writing letters. This one just about catches me up. The only trouble with it is if anyone reads anyone else’s letter, it will contain the same news that his did.
   Right now while I am not learning anything I can’t help but feel that I am wasting a lot of time. I can’t even improve myself by reading. They sell a few magazines and these pocket sized books sat the PX but they are just junk reading. I wish you would send me a book from the dime store if it is still possible to buy them. I don’t care whether it is a good literature book or a book on some school subject. Just so I can spend a little time that won’t be wasted.
   I don’t want to seem to be begging but I need a pocket knife pretty bad and I can’t find one here. I am also finding a lot of use for a watch while leading this kind of life.
   There are a lot of rumors going around about the ASTP being discontinued. This wouldn’t have affected me in the other battalion but since this battalion is just beginning a lot of things could happen before the next 11 weeks are over. You don’t need to be surprised by anything.
   I hate to say this but when I think about how near I would be through this basic if I hadn’t had a bad break, I have a hard time being very happy.
   I hope things are O.K. back there. I hope my letters are coming through alright. I am sure anxious to hear from you.
  Keep writing and I’ll do the same.
                   Lots of Love, 
                    Donald

                                                      Thursday Eve.
Dear Folks,
   This time tomorrow it will be Christmas Eve. I’ll use my imagination and if I try real hard, I’ll bet that I can feel that it is Christmas Eve.  Christmas Day will be a real holiday in that it will the first week day that I have had off since I have been in the army (except the days I spent in the hospital).
   I am sure leading a great life right now. So far I have spent all of my time working in the supply room. There is a lot of supplies take care of and also a good bit of book-keeping.
   Yesterday morning I helped with the laundry. It’s a pretty good job to load and unload a truck full of laundry but I got a trip to the main post out of it. Yesterday afternoon and all day today, I did paper work. There are sure a lot of different forms to make out in the army. I may be put on a different job any time but I have ceased to worry about anything.
   I had a pleasant surprise when I moved into my new home over here. There are 20 men in this hut and about 9 of them are from Indiana. This is quite a contrast to my old company; there were only about 2 or 3 from Indiana in the whole Co. No telling how many from Indiana I may find here if there are this many in one hut.
   They are mostly from the northern part of the state. The fellow that sleeps below (in the double bed) is from somewhere near Ft. Wayne. Not making fun of them or anything but I get a great kick out of how green they act.
   I wonder how things are coming along back there. I am certainly anxious to get a letter. I haven’t heard from you since last Sat. I hope everything is alright.
              Well Goodnight,
                Donald

I think that’s the right date, postmark is hard to read

                                                   Tuesday Evening
Dear Folks,
   Well here I am in the 12th Co. of the 5th Regiment. And you will sure be shocked when I tell you what week they are in. This army sure does weird things. They are in their second week. Another fellow who lost out at about the same time I did came over with me. We aren’t going to take all of this training but we are just going to spend the next 6 or 7 weeks till they catch up to where we were working around the company area here. In case you don’t understand that complicated sentence: I am just going to spend the next several weeks.
   I spent the afternoon working in the supply room and loafing. I imagine that I will really be working when they really get started on us. I guess that I will just not worry about it and consider myself doing my part for the war. If that is what the army wants me to do. 
   Maybe it will be warmer anyway when I go out on the range and on bivouac.
   I don’t know what to ask you about. You will just have to tell me a little about what has happened. I am anxious to hear from you. I haven’t heard since I got the telegram. 
   I hope you are all well.
            Love,
             Donald

Pvt Donald Tappan
35893186
12th Company, 5th Tng Regt ASTP
Ft Benning, GA

Tell anyone you see about my address.

Letter to his brother Richard

Dear Richard,
   I got this program just before I went on the range and didn’t have a chance to send it back. I put it in my footlocker where I would see it when I came back. I am sending it in a special letter so I won’t fool around and lose it. I’ll bet you thought I had forgotten about it.
            Donald

   I opened this letter to tell you something that concerns you. I just bought you a brand new pair of army shoes. I don’t need them and if you can’t use them I can someday. Our corporal ordered them a long time ago and now he doesn’t need them. They are size 8 and they only cost me $3.50 a real bargain. They cost $4.00 at army prices and would be a lot higher outside. They also didn’t cost a stamp. Send me a handful of stamps to send them home. I didn’t get to sign the payroll this month because I was in the hospital so I won’t get paid on Jan 1. With my telephone call and this I am about out of money. Would you send me 5 or 6 dollars to last me till Feb 1.
         Donald
  Don’t talk too much about the shoes. Wait till I get moved to send money so that the money will come direct.

Letter after learning of death of Grandfather Samuel Tappan

(letter seems incomplete – just released from the hospital)

                                                      Saturday Eve
Dear Folks,
   I don’t know how to start this letter but of course I am sorry for what happened. It came as quite a shock to me. I got your telegram about noon today and because I was more or less dazed anyway from  just getting back from the hospital a few minutes before, it hit me pretty hard.
   I went immediately to my company officers to see what could be done for me. They thought that since I had lost out anyway and would have to be transferred that I should have a furlough. But they cannot give emergency furloughs for death outside your immediate family. So they sent it to battalion headquarters and it was refused.
   The only thing I knew to do then was to call you. I hope you could understand me. I was surprised at the rate the call went through. Most of the time the boys call home it takes 3 or 4 hours to the call to go through. My call came through in about 15 minutes or maybe less. It cost me $1.75.
   I hope you took care

From Ward C-13 Station Hospital

                                                               Sunday
Dear Folks,
   This is one letter I will write in which I have nothing to say. All I know is that I am still here. As far as I know all that “ails” me now is a chest full of cold and boy am I coughing up gallons from it. This by rights should mean that it is breaking. 
   This has seemed to be a very long week to me. The longer I stay the harder the job of staying gets. The worst part of staying here is my appetite. They serve pretty good meals but I have lost all desire for eating. I think the greatest reason for this is the awful feeling the medicine leaves in your stomach.
   I got your package the other day and read all it contained. I tasted the candy and it sure reminded me of home but I couldn’t relish eating much of it. I couldn’t even interest those around me with it. That doesn’t need to worry you though. When I get back to the army again it will certainly be welcome.
   They are doing one thing for me here that I am really happy about. You remember that I said that my bump on the head left a red place in my eye. Well shooting a rifle didn’t help it but caused it to spread till about ½ of the white part of my eye was covered. I asked the medical man (not a doctor but more of a first-aid man) back at the company a couple of times about it but every time he would say it would heal up in a few days. Of course it never did and the doctor here took an interest in it. He said it was a ruptured blood vessel and told the nurse to get a certain kind of medicine for it. They have only been putting the medicine in for 2 or 3 days and already it is helping. About half of the redness has cleared up. 
   If it doesn’t clear up any more I will be satisfied but now I have hopes that maybe I won’t always have to wear around a bloodshot eye.
   I have about decided why I should get sick just after they gave us those pills which were supposed to keep us well. They told us that they were supposed to kill disease germs by raising the “temperature of our body” slightly. I imagine that just that little bit of fever lessened my resistance enough to let “whatever I have” set in.
   Well I wish I knew what to ask you about that is happening back there. About all I can think of is “How is Richard coming with his job?”
  I guess I have got a little letter written anyway. So - Love
                    Donald

From Ward C-13 Station Hospital

                                                           Friday 
                                                            Afternoon
Dear Folks,
   I hope by the time this letter reaches you that I will be out of here. There doesn’t seem to be much chance now that I will get out during the six days so I am getting used to the idea of taking several more weeks of basic.
   I had a queer experience Wednesday afternoon. By that time my temperature had gone down quite a bit and I was feeling a lot better. About 3:00 PM a nurse came around bringing us fruit juices to drink and I took grape juice. This made me sick and I threw up almost immediately. Then my temperature shot up to 105° and I couldn’t keep anything down until the next day.
   Well yesterday the fever started going down but that high fever left me with such a dizziness and headache that it really hurt to open my eyes. I just spent the day lying there with my eyes closed trying to rest.
   It is hard writing in bed so pardon the dimness! Today I feel like somebody again and have done considerable reading. This is sure some hospital. It is made up of hundreds one story buildings that are connected by the hallways. It covers several blocks in area. I suppose there are exceptions but each of these buildings is a ward. The back end is offices etc. and the front is a big room. In our ward there are about 35 beds. If you are really sick (as I was for 2 or 3 days) you are waited on as in a regular hospital but if you are recuperating etc you wait on yourself. You make your own bed, sweep under your bed, walk to the bathroom and go get your meals. Today is the first day I have really been able to do this.
   After you are nearly ready to leave they give you a bathrobe & let you go to a mess hall that is somewhere within the hospital. There is also a PX and recreation room to go to after you can get out. Well I don’t want to start a new sheet & that’s all anyway.
                       Love, 
                        Donald