Trumbull, Conn., January 13, and 1942
Every week the war gets closer to home. Last Wednesday Lad received notice of reclassification in A-1 and while Producto will try again for his deferment he does not think there is much chance of it’s going through. He was wondering today if it would not be a good stunt for him to enlist with the idea that in so doing, he could more or less choose the branch of service he would prefer, rather than wait to be drafted and thus be deprived of a choice. In that event I believe he would prefer the Navy. However, this was more thinking out loud than it was a statement of what he really intended to do. And this of course is Dan’s last week home. He leaves Wednesday from Shelton to begin working for Uncle Sam and that at present is the extent of our knowledge on the subject. Dick registers next month and as for you, I am waiting to hear some late news from Anchorage on your status.
Zeke’s car froze up during the cold snap last week and busted the water pump so the car is now laid up. He is doing nothing about having it repaired and according to Elizabeth he may decide to get along without a car as he goes to and from work in the bus anyway, or, if he can pick up a good used Ford whose owner does not want too much for it, he may do that. Used cars are getting scarcer and dearer. One would think that with so many joining the armed forces and others putting up their cars because of tire shortage there would be more than enough to offset the idea of a coming car shortage because of car manufacturers going over 100% to war work, but prices for used cars do not seem to reflect this theory.
Lad’s message to you is “Keep your chin up and watch out for the planes”. (He has just departed to pay his usual visit to Nichols) The other three boys are up at Plumbs. Dick, I believe, has gone over to Stratford to get Jean. There was some talk of going skating but as the temperature has been up around 40 today I think they decided either to play ping-pong or possibly go for a walk.
Aunt Betty wants me to send her usual greeting and to tell you she looks forward to your letters which she enjoys very much. Arnold dropped in just before dinner today and is now on the night shift at Conn. Tool & Eng. Co. Dick is also on night work now. He leaves here at three and gets home at midnight. Miss Platt has decided to continue alone by herself for the present, I imagine, as she has taken a smaller office in the Court Exchange Building (where the Algonquin Club used to be at the corner of Broad and State. Dan has been home all this week and has spent about three days cleaning out the attic. I don’t recall whether I told you that Lad is now head of Producto’s shipping department and has been complemented on the way he has done his job even though he was put in charge on short notice with very little experience.
I received word from Kemper that he had forwarded your birth certificate to you. I hope it reaches you promptly and is what you wanted. Let me know what more I can do for you. It makes me happy to know I can be useful to you once in a while.
A couple of weeks ago I added a hastily written P.S. on one of my letters, at Dan’s suggestion, to the effect that if you did not need all the blankets and sheets Dan and Dick used and wanted to get them out of the way in connection with moving, it might be a good stunt to ship them home. Under ordinary conditions we have ample but with Dick and Dan home it used up pretty much all of the surplus so that when we have visitors, such as happened when Anne and Don and Gwen stayed here, we had to do a lot of juggling around to try to make them comfortable and if Anne had not brought some warm blankets with her, it would have been embarrassing. However, don’t bother about it unless you have more than you need for yourself and Rusty. Take good care of the blanket I sent Dan as this was a 100% virgin wool blanket from Read’s — the best they had and rather expensive. Anything you ship back you can send C.O.D., as I imagine your expenses these days are a bit of a problem.
By the way your last letter (none arrived last week) said nothing about moving. What is the present status in this line?
Friday Dan went over and brought back Elizabeth and the kids here to supper. She then took them up to the Zabel’s and all went to the movies – – a feature called the Corsican Brothers, (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0033490/ ) a tale of Corsica based on one of Dumas’ novels. It was fairly good.
I suppose you are betting on the ice breaking up this year. When do they start the pool?
In spite of the strange and unusual titles to which letters are addressed to me, with the help of postmistress Kurtz, they all, as far as I know, have been delivered. And on that score, a letter came the other day to Aunt Betty which was addressed to “Miss Betty Dwigee”.
And that’s about all I can scrape up in the way of news (?) Which leaves me but one alternative — you know what.