July 9, 1943
I guess you will be surprised to hear from me see that I haven’t written in so long. I’ve forgotten when I did write last.
I finished this phase of training a week ago tomorrow. Since then, I’ve done nothing except go on the rifle range one day and qualify in shooting the Army Enfield rifle. Got a marksman medal the same as the one I got from gunnery.
I got a letter from Mom yesterday and she gave me some mighty bad news. I mean it would have been good if it had reached me, but didn’t. She said you had mailed me a money order for $18.00. Well Dad, what makes it such bad news is that I’ve never gotten it. That is the second and I’ve gotten neither of them. Now Dad, write me back a letter as soon as you get this and tell me the exact date you mailed those money orders and how much was in them. One of them was lost over a month ago. I’ve written you several times and told you that I hadn’t received any money and told you to start tracing them. But as yet, I have gotten no word from you saying that they are being traced. You know Dad, that all you have to do is go to the post office where you bought the orders and tell them that the money has been lost or stolen. You were given a receipt which read “hold until money has been received.” Through that receipt, they can trace and recover the money. I would certainly hate to lose that money, Dad.
Meanwhile, I am still broke, sweating out a payroll or money from home.
I know Sabina has been there and maybe she is still there if. If she is, tell her hello anyway. I hope she had a good time.
By the way, you can write me and tell me all about your trial if you want to. I’d be glad to hear. You can also tell me if you received the letter for Father’s Day. Something must be wrong with the mail around here for if I remember right, I’ve written several letters home which I’ve never heard from.
Dad, Chet wrote me yesterday and told me that he wished to sell his tractor (I mean part of it). Anyway, he wanted $200.00 by the first of November. I wrote I’d like to have it. I told him that I wanted to buy it when he sold. Reckon we could manage to get $200.00 by November 1. You see by that time you will have received four bonds and a fifth one on the way to reach you November 10th. Counting the fifth one, you would have 1. It was a mistake you would only have 3 and the 4th to reach you November 10th. That would be an even $75.00.
For the month of September and October, I will be drawing $187.80 per month. On paper, it seems that I can save at least $175.00 easily for surely I send $50.00 home each month after I am a Sergeant or the two months of September and October.
You know what I have now, how much I will be making and how much I can save. If you think it’s worth it, buy it for me. I’ll write Chet and tell him not to sell to Ralph until I get out of this school.
I believe you had rather have me buy it than Ralph, and too, I’ll need it after I come home. I don’t believe Ralph will hang around home or the creek much longer, anyway. He will soon leave you and the creek, just as Chet is planning to do. I think Chet’s price is a little steep, for if I remember right, he has only 1/8th of the tools. Don’t you tell him I know so, though. I’d be glad to give him more for he needs it. I might need it too after I come home, but right now I don’t need it as bad as him. As soon as I get out of this school and start making $117.80, you will be getting four bonds per month instead of one. Anyway, I will be buying four. I may send some of them to my wife to be. You know who that is. That will save me $75.00 per month, which won’t be half bad.
I guess you have heard Chet’s plans anyway. If you don’t know them, don’t repeat to him. Maybe he doesn’t want them told. He saw a farm down below Centerville, which he plans to buy. It would cost him around $3,000.00.
I hope if he buys it, that he can make a go of it and I know that he can. He is a good guy, Dad, and a hard worker and will make much more of himself if he is doing it for himself. He is like you, Dad, head strong, wants his own way in everything. He will work much better that way. He doesn’t like a boss. Encourage him, Dad. Don’t discourage him. Your judgment is sound. Help him all you can, Dad, please.
There is someone else on the creek who you might get a little better acquainted with for someday she will be your Daughter and if I can persuade her, we will never leave you and Mon. There is nothing I want more than to come back home and live peacefully all the rest of my days.
I guess I’ve written enough for one time.
So long, Dad. Hoping to hear from you soon.