Appreciation (Roscoe)

: October 21, 1943 envelope

: October 21, 1943, p, 1

: October 21, 1943, p. 2

Letter transcription:

Lieut. R.S. Yegerlehner USNR
Navy 60
F.P.O. San Fran. Cal.
Oct. 21, 1943

Dear Mother,

I wrote John & Mark each a letter last night – not much of a letter but I thought possibly they might get a kick out of it and they probably appreciate getting a letter addressed directly to them.

And while writing of appreciation – It’s a word we often use but frequently think of what it means. We possibly never appreciate the things we have until we are removed from them. How much did we appreciate the morning paper? If it were a few hours or even minutes late we had plenty to say. What was our reaction when we couldn’t get a drink of cold water? Was that appreciated then? Understand you don’t have to answer these questions. I’m just trying to point how much we didn’t think of those things. A number of others can be enumerated – pushing the button on the radio and there is the station wanted. Want a strawberry sundae? How about a coke & a hamburger – What are those things? A good warm shower or even

[page 2] a tub bath could be had. And to be sure many varieties of foods. There is always a possibility of too much starch in the finished shirt or a few wrinkles now and then. What a button off a shirt! And yes that light over this chair is not correct and what kind of a chair were you thinking about? That mattress and those springs are a little too hard.

All those things and numerous others could be mentioned – commented upon – the necessity of each questioned and many wasted words of praise or sympathy depending upon the whether here or there, but possibly the greatest thing we didn’t appreciate was the well round society we were living in – In other words a “co-Ed” society, plus kiddes and also the old folk. And last but not least one very definite and outstanding thing – That glass of water before each meal!

The above all sounds crazy I know and I really did and still do appreciate you and your care of me –
Love Daddy