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I sweat more than I ever did on the desert

17 Oct
June 18, 1944
Camp Stewart, Georgia

Dear Mom

We moved into the camp yesterday and we have really nice barracks. The only trouble is it’s awfully crowded here. To get a drink anywhere you’ve got to stand in a long line and everything like that. It’s hot as everything too. I sweat more than I ever did on the desert.

We go out on a field problem tomorrow and for the next few weeks we’ve got a lot of stuff like that to do. I don’t think I will get my furlough in July so it won’t bother your trip to Indianapolis.

You know, I don’t know whether Helen is home or still in Tennessee. I’ve only had one letter from her since I came back from my furlough and she didn’t say when she was coming in the letter, so I don’t know. If I didn’t think so much of Helen I’d quit her; she’s the hardest girl to get along with I ever saw.

Love to all,
Tom

 

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Camp Stewart has WACs too!

15 Oct

June 15, 1944

Camp Stewart, Georgia

Dear Mom

We’re moving again, out of these tents into the main part of Stewart into barracks. I’m glad of that. It will be a lot nicer and Stewart has a lot of Service Clubs, movies, and everything like that. WACs too.

I broke my watch today, or rather it stopped. I think the main spring is broken. I won’t send it home until I find out whether I can get it fixed in camp or not, at Polk we had a place to get watches fixed and pretty cheap too. I don’t know whether they one here or not. We’re moving into the main camp Saturday.

We’re having a four week schedule that’s going to be pretty hard. It’ll be five day problems, firing and all that. After that we’ll probably start getting ready to go overseas. I won’t get a furlough until after this four weeks is over, but after that I expect I’ll get one. It’ll probably be in August.

All the news looks good now. I hope it won’t last much longer cause I sure am getting tired of this life. There ain’t no place like home, and when I get back I think I’ll stay around pretty close. We’ll guess I’ll close for this time.

Love to all, Tom

We’re living out on the firing range now

15 Oct
June 12, 1944
Camp Stewart, Georgia

Dear Mom

I’m in Georgia now and I like it fine. We’ve been awfully busy. Whenever we move there’s always a lot of work. It’s a lot better than in Louisiana. We’re living out on the firing range now in pyramid tents. It’s a little ways out from the main part of camp but it’s real nice. We’ve got lights, showers, a PX and everything. It’s awful hot here though, that’s the only objection I’ve got. Where we are now is only about 18 miles from Savannah.

The movement to here was secret and so I didn’t get a chance to write on the way. I came pretty close to home, too. We went way up in Tennessee. The heck of it was we stopped for about two hours in Knoxville and that’s right where Helen is. That’s almost as bad as it was coming through Roanoke on the way to Camp Haan.

The Battalion had some stationary printed with our insignia, the “Allegheny Aristocrat.” They gave us that name because so many of the men are from Virginia. We’ve got the insignia painted on our gun and trucks and everything.

I guess I’ll close for tonight. I put some match covers in for Bill.

Love to all, Tom