[Date unclear – probably January 29, 1944]
Saturday Night
Dear Folks,
I expected to be out somewhere where I couldn’t write a letter if I wanted to tonight but it jusst goes to show, you never can tell what to expect. The rest of the company left for the range this afternoon and are camping out in the woods somewhere tonight but here I am spending one more night in the barracks. I am on the detail for hauling out the equipment.
We got all the stuff packed and ready to go yesterday and were expecting to ship it out anytime today. But they never got the trucks down here today so I have spent one of my easiest days in the army (outside of those in the hospital, of course).
I guess we’’ll make up for it today in having to work tomorrow though. But anyway it will be easier than making the march out there. Little things like this prove to me that the good Lord knows how to take care of me..
Well as usual after I say what I have been doing I am about run down.
This letter tonight will very likely be my last regular letter for a while. I’ll do very well to write a very short note while I am on the range. Boy I certainly am praying that I can make it through the range this time. Of course, after I get through basic I don’t know what will happen to me then. There seems to be very little chance of our getting to go to school now. I don’t know whether you have been reading about it in the newspapers or not. Of course what ever happens will be for the best.
Well I am wondering what you are doing tonight. How are things coming back there.
Love,
Donald
P.S. Thanks for the pictures of Richard and Mary. The only thing that was strange to me was that I couldn’t help noticing the length of Richard’s hair. I am so used to seeing everyone’s hair an inch or an inch and a half long. I don’t know whether I told you or not but that is how I am wearing mine now.
How do you like my new stationary?