Dearest
Kitten:
Had a very
enjoyable evening last night. One of my platoon sergeants had put in for
Officers Candidate School and yesterday he received his papers ten days late.
He was supposed to report on the first and it was too late for him to make the
school, so the Captain told him to go into town and get drunk. It is the third
time that he has missed out on O.C.S. by some mistake exactly like that.
I went in
with him and another sergeant. We went to a hotel and had a wonderful meal and
drank beer during our meal. Later we went to a newsreel theatre. Got back to
camp at about ten. We were crying in each other’s beer and consoling each other
as best we could.
Took a sun
bath this afternoon with only occasional interruptions. It is very restful to
stretch out in the sun and forget everything, almost. I may as well get my skin
into condition to stand the sun as we never know what we will be up against
later on. A good coat of tan may prevent a bad case of sunburn later on.
As I lay
there I was remembering the few days that we spent at Hampton and also the
sunburn that you got on my first furlough. We have had a great many good times
together that I am thankful for, and am anxious to get back to continue them.
Received
seven cards for my birthday. It made me feel that at least I am not forgotten
by the folks back home.
Tomorrow
night I am invited to a stag beer party being run by one of my platoons. They
have invited the Captain and myself, so I will have to attend for a little
while anyhow. Such is the life of a 1st Sgt. Nothing but a round of parties, a
social butterfly, that’s me. You can not blame me for living up to my social
position.
Sorry
Sweetheart but duty calls and I must desist till a later date.
Regards to everyone
& kiss the babies for me. I love you with all my heart and miss you so much
that it is not funny.
I love you
Beautiful.
Your Loving
Devoted & Faithful Husband,
Bob
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