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August 22, 1942
Saturday, noon

Camp Kilmer, New Jersey

Dear Folksies,

       I made the train back to Camp just in time – arriving back with a whole trainload of others at 5:30 P.M. It was so darn hot here that I jumped into a cold shower, didn’t bother to dry off, lay down on my bed and went to sleep for a couple of hours. Finally awakened around 9 P.M.

       I will probably phone you tonight so some of this may be old stuff to you by the time you get it.

       The mail situation is awful. I have received only Dad’s original letter and Mom’s letter of the 15th. Some of the boys have the feeling that regular mail is better as it goes right thru, tho’ taking 5-6 days. They think that there is so much air-mail that they can’t handle it all and consequentially the important mail takes precedence and the rest may wait a couple of days before getting taken. How is the mail getting to you? I’ve written every day and sent them air-mail, and I wonder how long it takes for you to get them.

       Tonight we are going into New York again and are going to try to see a show if possible. The Commodore Hotel has a nice system whereby they get tickets and special rates for officers at almost any place in New York – cutting off the cover charges in many places.

       Right now I am in Headquarters and as I spied an unbusy typer, I pounced upon it, as it is much less effort to pound on it than to hold a pen between sweaty fingers and try to think at the same time. As I’ve told you before, I don’t have to think when typing.

                    Loads of love,



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