Thursday, February 2, 2012

November 8, 1943


Sgt Stanley W Safford 39539976
5th Auxiliary Surgical Group
Dodd Field
Ft Sam Houston
Texas

November 8, 1943

My dearest Mother:

After a long enough delay in writing you I am going to set down here and at least make a beginning on a letter to you.
The lights have been out twice this evening and above all that it is rather cold outside and it makes it quite comfortable in the tent here with a nice wood fire burning in the stove in the center of the tent which sure put enough wood in them.  Yesterday morning it was quite chilly when I got up in the morning and we had call for a fire then also.  So you see we are really getting the real signs of winter here in more ways than just the trees turning orange and bronze.
I finally got up town yesterday and sent the little piggy bank to the children.  Chances are that for Xmas I will send the Chapin children some of them also.  They can break them quite easy and I really should send them something of some type since they have done things for me of that type which I did appreciate.

Tuesday November 9

Back here again and will write some more.  I have spent fifteen minutes trying to start a fire in the stove here and I think that it is finally going.
Sunday morning they took the Germans all up in small groups to get inoculated and as they marched them by here they were all singing and they were really good as far as voices went.  The singing “we will see each other home again” and a few other things of that type.
Also while we were ready to freeze they were out marching in their shorts and sandals which would be more than I could stand.
Enclosed you will find four pictures which were taken on this boy’s German Zeiss camera[1].  They are not very good.  The one is not very bad of me in the close up I am going to have some more of them made and distribute a few copies of them.  They were taken out in back of the NCO’s houses and in back of the Grand Stand so they are shadowed quite a bit.  The last few days all I have done is play politics of some kind or another and when evening comes I am quite glad for the occasion to rest.  How I get tired of this mess here and sometimes want to go on Detached Service with the rest of them that are going.
Well after another interruption I have made up my mind to draw this letter to a close and get it on its way and will write again very soon and in the meantime I will be working on a code for our use here so that we may try it out.  What suggestion do you have here for something of that type?
Well good night for now, don’t give up hearing from me.  Take care of yourself and as always.

Lots of Love,

Your son
Stanley

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