Tagged With: War Letters
Bun-Bun
March 19, 1943. Anna writes to Dad. In reporting that “We are all the same” Anna spends three pages going into the details of daily life in the Murawski household in Albany. It is clear that she misses her brothers and that having baby Theresa-Marie around the house provides not only a distraction from wartime … Continue reading
Starting to Feel Old Around This Place
March 18 and 21, 1943. Two letters from Dad to home. He opens with his hopes that “papa’s jaw will heal up right so it won’t bother him anymore and the same goes for mama.” As far as his training, “I am going to take my last test tomorrow morning for the 1st half of … Continue reading
Who the Hell Shipped Him Out There
March 16, 1943. Anna writes to Dad. A letter from Stanley with the news that he is stationed in Salt Lake City and destined to move on from there finally reaches her. Hopes for a furlough sooner rather than later are dashed. The family in Albany is disappointed to say the least. Right off the … Continue reading
I Will Not Be Long in This Place
March 15, 1943. Stanley writes to Dad. He is starting to get used to being at Salt Lake City, although he won’t be there long. “This is only a reception center. Friday when we came in we slept in small barracks only about 25 to 30 guys. Then on Saturday we slept in regular wooden … Continue reading
Wedding Bells for the McCanns
March 15, 1943. Dad’s friend, Anne McCann (nee Moran) writes to him. After a paragraph of perfunctory comments she breaks the news. “Well, we finally up and did it. Paul and I had been going together for five long years and when he knew he was getting his furlough he said let’s get married, so … Continue reading
An Easter Present for Theresa
March 14 & 15, 1943. Dad writes home. Before receiving Stanley’s letter with the news that his brother was shipped to Salt Lake City, Dad writes, “I hope that Stanley gets to an air base near Albany unless they intend sending him to officers training school.” He is also enclosing post cards “of the Mississippi … Continue reading
It Looks Like I Won’t Get Near Home Anymore
Friday March 12, 1943. Stanley writes a quick note to Dad to let him know where he ended up. “Well here I am at an Army Air Base here at Salt Lake City. This is only a reception center. We may stay here from 2 to 10 days before we are shipped out of here. … Continue reading
The Income Tax is High
March 12, 1943. Anna writes to Dad. Apparently in 1943 taxes were due by March 15th instead of April 15th. The first half of Anna’s letter is tax related. She is enclosing Dad’s 1942 tax form which was filled out by an accountant that the family uses. Dad earned $1067.72 and owes taxes of $72.29. … Continue reading
Spring is Here
March 11, 1943. Dad writes home as Lent begins. The day before was Ash Wednesday. After a day of fasting he went to St. John the Baptist Church in Savanna for services and to receive ashes. Afterwards he went to the Savanna U.S.O. club where you could get ”coffee, eats, read magazines, play ping pong, lounge … Continue reading