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November 10, 1944
Dear Geraldine,
Well toots this probably won't be much of a letter but I'm in the mood news or no news. I've just finished a letter to a friend of my mothers whose boy, a pal of mine, is over here too. She hasn't been hearing from him much so I thought a letter from old Wall might help a little. We look somewhat alike except that he's an inch or so taller plus a few pounds heavier. I, by the way, have lost quite a little weight. The major told me this morning that I could stand ten pounds easily. I replied that feeling well was more important than being robust. I could stand some pounds though, I know.
Interesting letter don't you think, but I warned you that I had no news. I forgot to mention that I was released from the hospital two days ago in the late afternoon. Aside from being low on stamina I'm in pretty good shape.
I took a walk into town last night with one of the sergeants and nearly 'pooped' myself going up these doggone hills. I didn't realize my legs were so weak. To make a long story short, we spent an enjoyable two hours up in Mabel's room. That by the way is the name of the picture we saw. I didn't capitalize it as you notice. Poor joke, I guess.
Coming back, we bought a train ticket for two pence to save walking. It was a four minute ride but well worth the price to escape the chill winds that blow down from these hills.
I wish I could take you for a walk up one of these hills. You get a wonderful view from the top and the hike up is fun too.
Pardon me if I digress for a minute but every time I look at the snap of you leaning against a log, you look prettier. Someone is going to be mighty lucky some day and I don't mean maybe & don't tell me I'm nuts.
One of the fellows on the train has a camera so I may be able to send you an up-to-date snap sometime soon. We have a place where we can develop pictures so I'm hoping to get in a little darkroom work. The first developing I ever did was in Ft. Wayne and it made a big hit with me although my results weren't exactly professional.
This morning, the hills were white with frost. It remained very cool all day with a thin ice film over any stray puddles of water. We'll soon be putting on long johns if this keeps up.
You know, I could gab on and on to-night but I guess I better hit the bunk instead. You better watch out for my letters when I once get your answer to that little question no matter which way you answer it.
Now, I'll say good nite to my favorite correspondent. Don't work too hard. Hoping to hear from you soon, I still remain,
As ever,
Johnny
P.S. Is this how you got your job in the bank. heh heh!
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134
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-10
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In this letter, Johnny remarks that he's been released from the hospital, and went on a hike in the hills of England.
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November 10, 1944
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November 11, 1944
Dear Geraldine,
I was pleased to receive two more letters from you today. These were only three weeks on the way.
Today we had the afternoon off so my buddy and I came to this town to do some sightseeing and shopping. I should say we attempted to do the latter, as we found it impossible. The just isn't anything for sale which is suitable as a gift. We ran into several Joes on similar quests and they were equally unlucky. We are pretty disgusted at present, believe me.
We went into one shop to buy some Xmas cards. That proved difficult too. Apparently the British go in for calendars rather than cards. The cards they do have depend on their message from the picture on the frontispiece rather than on the verse. Personally, I like a nice verse rather than a pretty picture. No doubt I inherited that from my mother.
While in the store, which was also a novelty shop, I noticed a lieutenant examining some lapel ornaments. She bought one so I went up and asked her if they had any feminine appeal. She said they were quite unusual and the only thing she had seen in town which she liked so I asked her to pick you one out. Now my problem is mailing it without getting it squashed. It's only a couple of inches wide and very flimsy so I'll have to make a box for it. This is not a present, by the way, just something to remember me by. Since it appealed to the lieut I thought you might like one as a sort of souvenir.
After leaving the store, we visited the town's cathedral, the centre of interest of any English town. I won't take the time to describe it in this letter, suffice it to say that it was very beautiful. The only thing I don't like about their churches is their habit of burying people under the floor with a small tablet saying so and so lies underneath. I don't like walking over tombs. We met the Lt. in the church again and stayed for a short service which ended at five o'clock. Now my buddy and I are in the Red Cross and have just finished our meal. I'm writing this before we go out to a show.
Say, I didn't know you were twenty-two. Hells bell, I'm only twenty-three myself and figured you were a couple of years younger! You must have had a birthday recently. Congrats!
I'm re-reading your letters now so I can comment on them. to begin with, I agree most heartily that Harold is a lucky fellow. He's following a good course if he goes after a BS in chemistry.
I don't know who you thought would tell me about your male interests as you're the only one I hear from in Sarnia with the exception of my Unc. Anyhow, all I have to say about it is that if you always think before you leap, you'll not go far wrong.
Your fortune telling visit was quite interesting even though I don't believe in those guys. He did a good job of leaving me out of the picture didn't he but you my friend did that long ago, doggone it. Thanks for thinking of me anyway.
I must have given you a wrong impression about those gray hairs. It's true I have some as white as the new driven snow but you can't notice them when my hair is cut short, at least I don't think you can.
My mom misses me naturally, however, she's doing O.K. according to my aunt who saw her in October. Why don't you drop her a line sometime if you want to? She always did like you and said more than once it was too bad you didn't live closer to Buffalo.
Well you should soon have the picture I sent you. I doubt if you noticed much change in my appearance. It doesn't show in a photo, besides I haven't changed much. I look different now than in the snap because of the weight I lost which was fourteen pounds.
Well, my chum is impatiently tapping his feet so I must rush. Thanks a million for writing and I hope you don't mind my doing the following, namely sending you my love. You can always take it in a brotherly way, you know, and so I remain affectionately, As ever, Johnny
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-11
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November 11, 1944
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November 14, 1944
Dearest Geraldine,
This makes the fourth letter I've written to you in a week but I received another letter from you yesterday so I might as well answer & keep up to date. Maybe then we won't find it so hard to know what we're talking about.
I'd have given a months salary to have traded places with you when you ran into Susy - just for that brief meeting. That little dog means a lot to me. She has a lot of friends in Buffalo from the vet who sewed her together when three cars hit her to the kids on the street. She always enjoyed the small children on our street especially my sisters two sparkplugs. She used to keep them from going into the street by jumping up and down in front of them. I hope she remembers me when I get back.
Glad to hear that you enjoyed yourself with your girl and boyfriends on the farm. It must be nice to be able to do all the things you mentioned and be your own boss. You're a versatile young woman aren't you — everything from barn dancing to horseback riding. I wouldn't know how to begin to square dance and the only horseback riding I ever did was behind the ninety horses of my car. Not much to brag about I agree. I don't know as I could trust myself on a weekend with you 'livewires'. Still I'd probably make a good chaperone. I'll bet you like that last remark.
We made a short run of eight hours on Sunday. I was mighty glad it was short as I was 'pooped' as it was and hit the hay early. I think I'll have to take some vitamin pills until I get my strength back.
Our kitchen car came back today so we'll be eating good again. They started out good with tender roast beef, mashed potatoes, peas, bread and butter and coffee for supper. Dessert was chocolate ice cream and chocolate cake. You can have all you want to.
You may be memorizing a new address soon as our original assignment to this train is up in thirty days. We may stay then or be on the move again.
Well, I'm getting well stuck for news but you can't say much over here anyhow. About all a letter amounts to is talking about when you were a civilian and about what you'll do when you reach that heavenly status again. I know I'm going for eighteen holes of golf with my dad. I've never beat him yet but I will.
I almost forgot, I've thought of something I need, namely a pocket dictionary. You've seen these pocket book editions they sell in the dime store and elsewhere. They make a dictionary too, I believe. I can't get one over here of any size. I guess the limeys know how to spell everything, however, I'm just a poor Yank and mighty glad of it. Say your folks aren't English are they? If so you better get rid of this epistle but quick.
Seriously though, you would be doing my buddy and I a great favor if you can find a pocket edition. Thanks pal!
Too bad I have to correspond by mail as I'm in a good mood tonight. Oh well, such is life. If I write too much or if you have any other complaints, let me know. I hope you are well and don't work too hard.
Cheerio precious, Love and stuff, Johnny
P.S. Let me know if you appreciate my literary efforts. You probably don't.
APO
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-14
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In this letter, Johnny talks about his family, his current activities, and his needs.
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November 14, 1944
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November 20, 1944
Dearest Geraldine,
Say that's a mighty sweet aroma on those last three snaps you sent me. How about putting a little in something so I can take a whiff occasionally. We don't smell anything like that over here, so how about it? This won't be much of an epistle as we haven't been doing much for the past week. Tonight we're putting out on a run, so I may have more to say in a couple of days. Three of us went to see "The Spoilers' last might. It's an old picture like all the others we see, still it helps to pass an evening. By the way, the theatre closes at eight-thirty and you think Sardines is slow. It was pouring rain when we came out. We always have a job finding our way back in the blacked out streets, especially when the sky is overcast as it was last night. I always manage to make it though. I don't know how much longer I'll be with these fellows. The major told me today that our original order for sixty days attachment has been changed to thirty days and we're overtime already. If I join my company again I'll get a change of scenery. I wish I could tell you about things, however, secrets are secrets. You know how women keep secrets, heh, heh! We've got some hot jive on the phonograph playing through the radio. Makes you want to start cutting a rug.
Well, toots, stay as sweet as you are and remember your G.I. Joe sometimes.
Love, Johnny
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-20
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In this letter, Johnny provides a little information about his activities and wonders about his next assignment.
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November 20, 1944, #1
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November 20, 1944
Dear Jerry,
Can’t write much, the censor is to blame,
Just saying I’m well and signing my name.
Can’t tell when I came here or tell where I’m at
Can’t tell when I’ll leave here, no one knows that.
Can’t tell what we’re doing, can’t describe the place
Just saying I’m healthy and still in the race.
Can’t mention the weather, can’t say if there’s rain
All military secrets, must secrets remain.
We work in the daytime, stand guard at nite,
We live in tents with candles for light.
We exist on corn willies with beans for dessert,
No tables to sit at - we eat on the dirt.
There are a lot better places and some not so good
But we’re not complaining, no reason why we should.
We jump in our bed sacks at the end of each day
And dream of our homes back in the good old U.S.A.
Some days I’m happy, some days I’m blue,
But there’s not a day when I don’t think of you.
All feelings aside it’s not so bad,
We joke and laugh and refuse to be sad.
Don’t take this too seriously, not having a bad time,
This isn’t much of a poem but the sentences rhyme.
This is enough nonsense for one person to write
So I’ll call this my letter and close with good nite.
Johnny
P.S. I didn’t compose this but it describes pretty accurately my first five months over here, especially living conditions.
APO
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-20
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November 20, 1944, #2
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November 24, 1944
Dearest Geraldine,
This air mail doesn't go through as fast to the U.S. but I'm not sure that U-mail will reach you. I sent one to you last Saturday but forgot to put a stamp on it so whether you'll ever get it is something I don't know. Here's hoping though.
We've been on the run since Monday night until last evening. That's the longest run I've made so far. Trouble is that I can't tell you what I saw because of the censor. Suffice it to say the weather was generally lousy and the scenery as usual. Very enlightening isn't it.
We had our Thanksgiving Day dinner last night after we got in. I didn't even realize yesterday was the day until a fellow asked me if they would be served turkey on the train. Of course that is impossible when we have only one kitchen car, however, they would get their turkey at the hospital. It's funny how time passes in the Army. Half the time I don't know what day it is.
I've been on the ball tonight in so far as letter writing is concerned. I've knocked off five letters so far and my buddy has written ten. The entire train personnel is in the mood tonight from the captain down. He told me to try to get my mail in tonight so he could censor it and take some of the load off the major tomorrow. They much get a kick out of some of the letters.
We pulled into a station last Tuesday where two other hospital trains were. In the one my two or rather two of my buddies are serving as maintenance men like I am on this one. One is a sgt. and the other a cpl. We were together for five months over here working together so I was glad to see them. Their orders have been changed like mine so we'll probably soon be together again. The cpl. is the one whose wife sent him the sachet so get on the ball—please—and send some of the fragrance that haunts your letters. Well phrased don't you think.
It looks like I won't be able to send you anything other than that damned do-dad. You just can't buy anything over here. We've all tried and end up disgusted.
I just stepped outside for a moment and was surprised to find it a clear night after all the rain we've had. The hills are standing out against a cloudless sky. The moon is as sharp as a piece of lightning against the thunder cloud and the stars are twinkling merrily.
I can't remember when it has been ever so light outside at night. Certainly not since I've been on duty with the train. I'd like to see a night like this when I get home. It would be just right for riding slowly along with some nice dance music on the radio. The St-sgt. is supplying the music for me now on our electric phonograph. There's a heck of a lot missing though.
To help fill in my epistle and also because I think you may like it, I enclose the following lines courtesy of Det. H mailman: G.I. (govt issue) Sitting on my G.I. bed
My G.I. hat upon my head
My G.I. pants, G.I. shoes
Everything free, nothing to lose
G.I. razor, G.I. comb
G.I. wish that I was home.
They issue everything I need,
Paper to write on, books to read.
They issue food that makes me grow
G.I. wish I'd get a furlough.
My bed, my shoes, my G.I. tie
Everything free, nothing to buy
I eat my food from a G.I. plate
Buy my needs at a G.I. rate.
It's G.I. this and G.I. that
G.I. haircut, G.I. hat.
Everything is gov't issue
G.I. wish that I could kiss you.
Here's another out of Stars & Stripes. Our grandmothers believed that there was a destiny that shaped our ends. But the modern miss places her faith in girdles. Heh, heh! I don't think destiny or anything else could improve much on you though, don't your navy friends agree?
Well Toots I guess I better sign off for now. I hope you are well and don't work too hard at work or play. Now hoping they're either too young or too old, I remain as ever with love,
Johnny
APO
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-11-24
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November 24, 1944
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November 8, 1944
Dear Geraldine,
Well, I'm still in the doggone hospital and don't know when I'll get out. It seems there is a record of your case which has to pass two different boards before you are released, at least that's the way I understand it. Still I'm enjoying the rest, so I'm not kickin'.
Boy, you women certainly amaze me. You see, I've received two letters from you to-day, the one with six snaps of you included. Now they were all sufficient to knock the eye out of any GI Joe and yet you term them "these awful pictures." A collosal piece of prevarication if I ever heard one. I guess I know how to pick em even six years ago. At least I think so in your case and am not alone in the opinion either. I wish I had some as good to send you but as far as my pictures go I never apologize because after all a camera can only record what the lens sees. Get me!
Well, I'm going to try to answer your letters point for point although it's rather difficult. You ask a question and by the time I get your letter and you get my reply about three months pass.
To start, don't ever worry about writing too much as you could never do that. Letters mean morale over here. You should see the way the mailman is mobbed and the look on a Joe's face when he gets a bundle of letters after waiting six, eight or more weeks.
By the way, your letters were from Sept. 3 and Oct. 2. Hope you enjoyed your holidays.
I'm a PFC alright however it's nothing new. I've held that same rank since last March. I could add a few words about that line but that's a long story so I won't go into it here. You certainly aren't going to get much news out of this epistle. I hope I'll be more 'newsy' next time.
I can't think of anything you could send me. My buddy in the next bed just suggested that you send a lock of your hair. Not a bad idea if it's not too sentimental for us. I hardly know what to say but maybe you will when you finish reading this.
Say, never apologize about remembering old times. We Joes always talk over the good times we've had and what we'll do when we get home again. What else is there to talk about?
Now I'm going to refer to your letter of Sept 12 which is so old you've probably forgotten what it was about. If so just skip over the next two pages. It seems you had received my letter in which I had spoken of weiner roasts, dancing out on the lake shore etc. and if I remember correctly, I said that it was too bad you didn't live closer to Buffalo at that time – and it was. You go on to say that if I don't visit you after the war you'll be disappointed and that I probably have a few young ladies waiting in Buffalo for me and therefore would not have time to see you. Well, you lady, I'm free, white and twenty-three with no entangling alliances. When I get back I start from scratch. You see, I figure a guy has no right to ask a girl to wait for him when he's in the army, unless he's engaged or some extraordinary circumstances. Now this may seem irrelevant – maybe it is but I'm having a hard time writing this so bear with me please.
Now then, the reason why I bring up the following paragraphs is because of your conclusion in your letter of Sept. 13. I know you've forgotten what it was and maybe didn't mean anything by it anyway. To refresh your memory, you mentioned six years, remember – that's when I was your beau. Here's the point I've been trying to bring out and I leave it up to you. I'm the same now as then myself (i.e. consider you the nicest girl I've ever known) and I'd like to carry on where I left off yet I know I don't have the right to after the dumb way I acted.
That's why I never express myself other than impersonally in these letters (no love, no nothin). I'd like to but don't know what you'd think. Well, Jerry, there's the whole thing in a nut shell. Remember, if this doesn't interest you just ignore it in your letter. Just mention receiving my epistle of Nov. 8 and let it go.
At any rate, regardless of your answer, I'll continue writing as often as I can and will make it a point to pay you a visit when I get back even if you're married. Give the old man the once over, you know. If you're free, I warn you to prepare yourself for a long, long talk.
Well, Geraldine, I guess that ends my thoughts for to-day. I hope you are well. Don't work too hard and until I know your answer and I'm not too optimistic, I'll sign off merely,
As ever,
Johnny
P.S. If I ever get out of here & get payed I've like to send you something for Xmas. I hope you won't mind. Note new address if you didn't get it from my other letter. Thank you!
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134
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Llandaff
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1944-11-08
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November 8, 1944
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October 27, 1944
Dear Jerry,
It's been quite awhile since I heard from you and I suppose vice versa is also true, so here goes once again.
I've been on the move since I last heard from you which was sometime in August. Much water has gone under the bridge since then, believe me. One of my chief complaints has been the mail. Since we moved, we haven't been able to get any up until the last couple of weeks. The trouble is that not only we moved but also the headquarters where our mail is sent. I hope now it's started it keeps coming. No mail is bad for morale.
My last assignment was about three weeks ago when one other fellow and I were assigned to a hospital train as maintainance men. I never had any training for the job but I'm learning. That's the way the army works.
We live on the train with the staff. There is a barracks car with three tiers of bunks along one side where the enlisted men sleep. The doctors and nurses sleep in another car with compartment bedrooms. Our meals are served in a combination dining, sitting room car which also serves as a place to spend our leisure hours if any. The rest of the cars on the train are for patients. They can perform an operation on the train if necessary, so you see it has about everything but the kitchen sink on it.
At the end of a run, we return to our stall, which is just a siding where ambulances can come up with their cargo. There is also a little shack where we can wash, shower, and play a game of ping pong. Those boys can really beat a ping pong ball around. I'll probably be good before leaving. We don't know how long we'll be with the train as our assignment is temporary. That can mean anything.
Our stall is located in a scenic section of the country with large hills rising directly away from it. My buddy and I climbed the two highest hills a couple of weeks ago on a Sunday. It turned out to be an afternoon job but the view was worth it.
We see large sections of the country on a run however, none have been as pretty as the part where our stall is located. I imagine you'd get a kick out of the place. There is a town nearby with some of the steepest streets I ever saw. It's a mystery to me how these low powered cars can make the grade even in low gear.
At present, I'm laid up in a hospital recuperating from an appendectomy. I had a ruptured appendix with gangrene. They had me on the operating table in less than an hour after they found out what my trouble was. I was amazed at the goodwill I felt on the table. At the time, I felt like I could stay there all day. I guess everything went O.K. or I wouldn't have felt so good and I didn't feel so hot for a couple of days after needless to say. I hope to be back on duty next week. One thing I'll miss is talking to and hearing American girls. It sure seems good to hear our way of speech. Perhaps you can't understand that. Maybe it's a little deeper than speech, you naturally understand one another better. Oh well, I guess that's about as plain as mud, so I'll leave it. It's chow time so this epistle will have to close for now. Hoping you are well and that I hear from you soon, I remain, as ever,
Johnny
P.S. Just received yours of Sept. 18th. I never did get your letter with pictures. Maybe it will show up soon I hope. Happy to say I received nineteen other letters to-day. Enclosed is picture of yours truly. Ye ende
APO
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-10-27
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October 27, 1944
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September 24, 1944 Sunday
Dear Jerry,
It looks like we're in for a long winter at least it already seems like winter. It's cold with a raw wind to-night. I could easily use a couple of extra blankets besides the three issued.
We were supposed to have to-day off however, it turned out that business as usual was the rule of the day. You can blame that on this letter as something occurred which I thought might interest you.
This morning the Sgt. in charge of our group (there are just four of us on our job) found a dog that looked sick. He covered her up with a blanket and when we went back this afternoon we went over to see how she was. Guess what had happened. Meantime, nothing less than two puppies, one black, the other white with a black bottom. Boy they sure were cute! I believe the happy event had just happened and Mom was proud as punch. I wish you could have seen the sergeant. He's a six footer with a voice like thunder claps. He was like a mother with an infant. Right away we had to carry them and the mother to the yard hut where there is a warm stove. We have about six sergeants there, all of whom had to come in with words of advice.
The night hang has orders to take the mother scraps so she won't have to leave her puppies, and to keep the fire going. What a crew! I can just about imagine you if you had been there.
I got a kick out of watching the two pups. They could just about crawl around and kept trying to edge into the chow line. They were tumbling over one another and tickling mama at the same time and what a proud mother she is! That's the army in one of its lighter moments. We're all too soft hearted to make good soldiers I guess.
Aside from the above incident, things are going on as usual here in the ETO.
Yesterday, I had a little trip in our topless jeep. The purpose was to find how many SI cars we had at a little place on the River Severn, what type, and how many of each. I enjoyed the ride except for the cold. One thing you get plenty of in a jeep is fresh air, especially in ours.
These roads, winding and hedge lined are a hazard to drive on to say the least. In some of the towns there isn't even enough room to pass. You have to wait in an enlarged place for traffic you meet. Bicyclists force you to crawl in low gear through towns. They ride two and three abreast up the middle of the road.
I saw a few beautiful mansions, one with a two hundred foot lagoon leading up to the living room windows. On both sides were well kept lawns and flower gardens with intricately cut hedges. They go in for hedges in a big way it seems.
Another strange sight on English highways is the red telephone booth which you see every few miles. They're handy if your car breaks down or some similar instance. Of course I always find the dinky cars an oddity too. A jeep isn't very large but it's bigger than half the cars you see. The only normal size ones are a few American made cars. Only rich people can afford these. For instance, my buddy and I were given a lift to town by an Englishman last week. It was one of the typical small models he was driving. He said that the motor was only a foot long. It developed eight horsepower. They have to shift on anything over a slight grade. That's not for me; I like a car with some power.
Well, I see I've dragged on over three pages so I better give you a breathing spell. Confidentially, my feet are freezing or I'd probably ramble on some more. Lucky you.
With best of everything to you, and hoping to hear from you when you have a spare moment, I remain your GI overseas,
Johnny
P.S. Note new APO 134. Needless to say our mail is 'screwed up' again because of it.
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134
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Llandaff
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John C. Waller
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1944-09-24
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In this letter, Johnny writes about an episode in which his unit found and adopted a pregnant dog, which soon gave birth to a litter of puppies.
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September 24, 1944