Robert M. Clarke letters: letter from Bob, Sunday, (Feb. 11), 1945
- Title
- Robert M. Clarke letters: letter from Bob, Sunday, (Feb. 11), 1945
- Accession Number
- 2023.02.42
- Accession Date
- 10 March 2023
- Accession Creator
- David Lovegrove
- Depositor
- Found in Collection
- Description
- 3 separate notebook pages addressed to Mama, Daddy, + all written on Sunday.
- Text
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Dear Mama, Daddy, + all,
Hello and hope you all are O.K. We moved about two miles yesterday, I don't like this place as well as the other one. There's a small stream down near the mess tent that reminds me of the spring branch and the molassas mill place, there is a hill and the terrain features are alike. I'm enjoying camping out but we don't get very much to eat. We didn't get any thing hardly yesterday, the butcher had to be moved. I received the cake & letter yesterday, Bay, I'm telling you, that cake was god, thanks a lot. I'm saving the peaches till next week. They sure have kept us busy out here, we don't have time to do anything, I usually clean my rifle in the dark, the only thing we get plenty of out here is sleep. I went to bed at nine and get up at seven thirty to-day. They say this week will be easier, we leave here Friday nite and get in sometime Saturday morning. I had just as soon stay out here as to march in. We have about 11 miles but it'll probably be about 15. I have wasted my clothes and think I'll go swimming this afternoon, it's real warm here to-day, we've had some fine weather for [ineligible]. I will try to write Hazel to-day, I got a letter from her the past week. Daddy, I sure will ride mande when I came in. Haven't heard from Bill in quite awhile. Hope Rick is through spraying by now, that sure is a job. Daddy, if you aren't through gathering corn, I'll help you when I come in. You'll have to give me 10 minutes breaks every hour tho. "haha" I should be home by the last of Feb. or 1st of March. Tell Rick to have as a great of whiskey I want to have a party. Don't forget to send me the money. I've got so I like to sleep out and any old tree is my home. I didn't take my clothes off all the week, only my stocs and field jacket. well, I have several letters to unite so I'll say so long for now. Write all you can. Tell all hello, may not write again tell me next Sunday. Love to all Bob.
Part of Robert M. Clarke letters: letter from Bob, Sunday, (Feb. 11), 1945



