May 13, 1945
(Germany)
Dear Mudder,
This is Mother’s Day and I didn’t even think about it until I wrote down the date on the top of the letter. Being Sunday this has been a day of rest so to speak. I’ve been washing and pressing my clothes and so forth all day. I should look pretty sharp by tonight.
(Germany)
Dear Mudder,
This is Mother’s Day and I didn’t even think about it until I wrote down the date on the top of the letter. Being Sunday this has been a day of rest so to speak. I’ve been washing and pressing my clothes and so forth all day. I should look pretty sharp by tonight.
All day we’ve been hearing rumors and so forth about the point system, discharge, redeployment, furloughs and what not. First it’s one story and then it’s another. I don’t believe any of them. All I hope is that I get a furlough before paying a visit to the Far East. Oh well! C’est la guerre—dammit!
It’s really hard to write anything when I’m not doing a damn thing that amounts to anything. Just the same old routine—like close order drill and so forth. Every day it’s the same thing.
Moreover, I haven’t received any mail from you for about a week. I don’t know what is wrong but no one seems to be getting mail.
Since my mind is such a blank I guess I’ll have to close this note.
Best Love,
Bill
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