The last few days have seen some important changes for me. Things have happened very much as I expected and as I explained in letters that I wrote home.
I started working in the office yesterday afternoon. It looks like a good job to me, very good and one that I will enjoy. It certainly beats what I’ve been doing. I should get regular meals and a good night’s sleep every night from now on.
Everyone has been telling me how lucky I am to get the new job. Luck was only part of it, but I hope it continues. I never like to be too definite about things where the army is concerned. It doesn’t pay.
Of course, I’m in an entirely different organization now. There are several changes in my address. My new unit is called “Headquarters and Headquarters Squadron” or “Hq. & Hq. Sq.”. The next part of my address shows that I now have something in common with Dad. Although I’m still in the same camp, I have a new Army Post Office number – 636.
Early this morning I packed up my things and moved down the street to my new barracks. A fellow doesn’t realize how much stuff he has accumulated until he starts to move with it. I didn’t have time to do anything but dump it on an empty bund and leave it there because Sunday is a working day for me. I will get a weekday as my day off.
Tonight I have been trying to whip everything into shape and have just about succeeded. I am taking a little time to write this post to say that I’m getting along fine.
I feel kind of lost in my new home, surrounded with more or less strange fellows, but it won’t take one long to get over that. Since I entered the service, I’ve made and lost friends so often that I’m getting used to it. Besides I see my old buddies at the mess hall and theater so I don’t feel too much out of place.
I wrote home and enclosed a money order for $30.00. The mail is so slow I still haven’t heard if Mom and Dad got last month’s M.O. I suppose they did.
Please excuse the way I’ve written this.
[letterstohome copyright 2008]