Letter # 49
December 30, 1950
Hello, Sugar
Well my box came today from your Mother and Dad filled with my favorite things---shrimp olives etc. so what happened We cooked chow again at “home”. Street cut up two chickens, I fried them, cut up a head of cabbage, put a can of my shrimp in some of Tate’s Miracle Whip some of Frizelle’s tarter sauce and boy was it swell. Fried the chicken in oil we fetched a can from the galley and oh! Yes a movie---yes a honest to God movie “Annie Get Your gun”. Enjoyed it even standing up on my game leg. Well we have the Barn Dance on the radio now and a case of Beer. Blatz even it tastes good & J.D.’s box was in a Ham’s case.
Well, looks like our rest is over. Today we got 3 trucks loaded with gear we didn’t even get before we left The States. Boy that’s one thing the Army has. Eight men behind the 1 fighting man. I told you I got nine new 155 guns. Today I got 41 45 pistols. Never had over 14 in the reg. And field glasses galore. We lost every single pair I left The States with. New 3.5 Rocket Launchers, Machine guns, truck mounts every thing I asked for so now to allocate it all to Btrys. Quite a job. Well, Sugar bed time & I am tired so here’s a good night hug & kiss for each.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Dearest Betty
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Babbling Brooke This is nickname. When my dad refers to Shirley or Shirl that is me.
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