Transcription of Document FFDoc-0662.pdf

Dear Mom,

This barracks is well nigh deserted tonite. They shipped out 80 fellows to the other side of the camp today. And a considerable number were sent over 2 days ago. Naturally enough these shifts just about shoot hell out of the semblance of a training schedule that they had here. But we're not complaining, 'cause it gives us an opportunity to loaf & sleep.

I suppose that you've been wondering why the hell I haven't been writing lately. The truth is, I was expecting a shift all along, & it didn't come - or rather it hasn't yet, but will soon. The only news to offer is in the way of advice, you might say. I must tell you not to write to me at this address anymore. If plans go thru as expected, I'll be shipping out of this camp soon. But for reasons of military security & secrecy I can't tell you our date of intended departure or destination. I only hope that they don't rescind the Special Order we're shipping on - or scratch anybody.

So, mom, till you hear from me again, don't write to me here. It'd just mean a long delay before the mail ever reached me. As soon as possible I'll let you know where I am. At present we're polishing things off here - getting scheduled for lectures on safeguarding military info, for typhoid, tetanus & vaccination "booster" shots, for seeing films on sex morality - & a lot of other things in general.

Say - reading this over makes it sound like I was going to make the big hop, doesn't it! Well, don't worry - it's not that. I guess Uncle Sam still figures I'm at my best in the states.

Gee, mom, I can't think of anything else to say, so I guess I'll just close for a while. I hope you got the package I sent. 'Bye for a while.