Pin-Up Girl

I’ve just been reading over a November 26th letter from Mom and Dad which has to do with my little “escapade” in Woolworth’s a few weeks ago. Their remarks both amused and puzzled me. In fact I couldn’t figure them out at all.

At first I thought they were going to tell me about the flowers and the birds and the bees! Ha Ha! Maybe I didn’t make it perfectly clear that it was an accident. I was a victim of circumstances. It could have happened to anyone, you know. But I was the lucky man! Ha Ha! Shame on me!

I liked that they said “You are nearly 21 years old. Do as you like son.” They are trying to appeal to my conscience, eh? That’s pretty good, Johnny. I must be getting to be quite a wolf!

But it’s not as serious as it sounds. I’ll bet they write now and tell me they were only joking. Well so am I!

Maybe I am changing some. Ever since I went into the army, I’ve been wondering if I act like a real soldier. There’s no doubt in my mind now. I’m a soldier alright. Last night I tacked up a “pin-up girl” on the lid of my footlocker! Tsk tsk!

I wonder if everyone in the family reads every letter I write home. And I wonder if others let Mom and Dad read their letters.

When I said that luck was only a part of my getting the job, this is what I meant. It was luck that I was considered for the position, but my score on the intelligence test (which was not luck) probably was the leading reason that I was selected.

Don’t think that I feel sure of myself now. Exactly the opposite is true. I still think I can do superior work in my own field. But I’ve been disappointed too many times by he army (and through no fault of my own) to be very sure about anything.

Haven’t I done pretty well in posting about what’s going on over here? Remember, this is the European Theater of Operations. The war is at least a little closer to us than it is to you in the States. That’s why I “censor” my posts so hard! Ha Ha!

[letterstohome copyright 2008]

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