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: October 22, 1943 envelope

: October 22, 1943, p. 1

: October 22, 1943, p. 2

Letter transcription:

Lieut. R.S. Yegerlehner USNR
Navy 60
F.P.O. San Fran. Calif.
Oct. 22 – 1943

Dear Mother,

Your air mail written Sept. 27 came yesterday and as you might imagine there wasn’t much news in it because it was almost one month in getting here. However, one always appreciates letters regardless of how old.

There goes that word appreciate again – The more I thought of yesterday’s letter – the one I wrote – the dumber it seemed but I can’t see how or what I can write unless I go off on a tangent like that because vital news of each day’s happenings are not available – yes I’ve wrote that same old excuse so often it’s trite by now. I guess repeating that is a form of topics sorta pleading for sympathy. And every human at some point or another wants sympathy in one form or another. How on earth did I get started on sympathy? Must have been something in the diet.

In yesterday’s letter you said something about Reed Walker wishing I was there. I wonder what

[page 2] his trouble might be – my mind sure does roam, because you wrote in another letter saying he was going with Mrs. Jack Kindig – maybe he needs an over haul on the organs of internal combustion preparatory to an all out assault. That could be classed in the realm of smutty, nasty or catty depending upon the view point. Poor Reed, and how about that “little Devil.” I don’t mind the Devil but he could have left the little off. Once when Adm. Halsey, as the story goes, was walking along the deck of a ship heard a sailor say “There goes that old S.B. – “ where upon The Adm. Turned and said “Who says I’m old.” It’s time for the laugh now.

It seems all I’m doing now is throwing the “Bull” and someone has said that in this era of meat shortage many people would be sufficiently nourished if they swallowed their own “Bull.” Sounds good in theory but practically I’m afraid it wouldn’t stick to the ribs as most “Bull” don’t stick to anything unless its real instead of fictitious and on ad infinitum.

Please Dear excuse the crudeness of this –
Lots of Love (and that’s not Bull)
Daddy

Russell Islands
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: October 9, 1943 envelope

: October 9, 1943, p. 1

: October 9, 1943, p. 2

Letter transcription:

Kentland Ind.
Oct. 9 – 1943

Dear Daddy –

Yours of Sept. 30 & Oct. 1 came today. I am able to be up today but feel rather weak. My bowels are still a little loose. I didn’t get to go to Laf. yesterday but intend to go today, so will see Dr. Cole if possible. I don’t suppose he will give me anything since I have the situation pretty well in hand. I am still taking kaeopectate (misspelled) today.

Had a wire from Glen and they had arrived home Fri. – pretty good time – left here Mon. 2 P.M. I am glad they are safely home.

Dora Diedam came out last night after I wrote you and said she went in to see Mother before coming home and she was very weak. Couldn’t take a drink by herself. I had promised her Wed. I would be back Fri. but was unable to be out of bed. Alma is taking Reed & the boys to the football game and I am going with them. We will just let them off at Purdue & go on to the hospital. Dora is going to take care of David this afternoon. She asked for the job. I could take him along but would rather leave him home.

[page 2] The sheriff & Mrs. Olson have a new son born Oct. 6. The name wasn’t announced. I intended to include that news item in yesterday’s letter.

You mentioned something about reclassification and Floyd. They are expecting him to be called anytime. I saw in the paper one day this week that the bill to take father’s had been killed. Those bills always coming up about who will be taken next keep the man power at home in a state of nerves. Mrs. Zell said she was preparing to get a job if Mr. Z. had to go, but I think Purdue will try to keep the county agents home if possible.

John has gone to take a lesson. David is asleep – (He should be – woke me at 6 am). Mark is supposed to be cleaning their room. I hear noises up there but don’t know how much he is doing about the cleaning. John said this morning their room would look nice if Mark’s junk didn’t keep it looking so mussy. Mark gets a model airplane started then leaves that & starts another so I told him this morn to put it all away. I don’t know where he is putting things but my guess in the attic.

I hear David stirring so must get busy – Have to bathe him and give him his dinner before I go. His vaccination has a nice scab on it. So far he hasn’t had the tummy ache Mark & I had.

Love
Mother