Trumbull – Dear Lad And Ced – Dan Home Again – Sept., 1942

Alfred Peabody Guion (Lad)

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Trumbull, Conn., September 5, 1942

Dear Lad and Ced:

Dan came home again early Saturday morning and does not have to leave until late tomorrow (Monday). I had hoped that Lad also would have been able to obtain a pass to come home but evidently it could not be arranged and now Dan is not sure when he will be able to get away again, as so many of the boys in his outfit come from around New York, leading to an excessive number of requests for passes over the weekend, the c.o. threatens to cut down drastically on leaves and Dan may have to wait for three or four weeks before he can get another.

Well, Lad, I have finally obtained a car tax stamp and a gas ration card, expecting you might want to drive back this weekend if you came home. Dan thinks he is not more than 70 or so miles away and talks of the possibility of your getting together some weekend either in Lancaster or Aberdeen. Having your car might make this possibility even greater. According to the radio this morning, the report of the Baruch committee on the rubber situation will include a recommendation that only one car will be allowed to a family and that all others will be taken over by the government. I don’t suppose such a rule, if adopted, would apply to any car a soldier might have at his camp.

In your letter written Aug. 29th you mentioned having heard from Venezuela and the great changes that have been made down there making you feel you would like to return. Dan was hoping you would get home so he could find out more of the details that led you to express this wish. In fact, it sets us all to wondering what had happened.

While today has been beautifully clear and sunshiny there is a bit of coolness in the air that suggests fall days ahead. I suppose Ced has experienced many such days already. How are you fixed for warm clothes, Ced? You have not described your new living quarters in detail. Will you be comfortable this winter in your room or are you folks up there suffering from a fuel shortage such as we on the East Coast are being threatened with? In your last letter you said something about the draft board not being very agreeable toward any inclination on your part to depart for the East, but I would like to have you tell me in one of your letters soon exactly what the situation is as to your status with the Board. Have you a deferment until a certain time because of your occupation, or what? What are the possibilities?

I have taken out a subscription for you to the Reader’s Digest including a book they are giving as a premium including a reprint of some of the most notable articles that have appeared in its pages in the past. I hope you may find it interesting reading during such spare hours as you can find in your busy life. It is my annual September 11 tribute to Father Time (Each year, on his birthday (September 11th), Grandpa gives each of his children a gift. I don’t know his reasoning, but he was very consistent.), and while I doubt if the first issue reaches you by that date you will know what is the reason for its appearance when it pops its head out of P.O. Box 822. Dick got your birthday letter. Of course he may already acknowledge its receipt, but I doubt it, knowing Dick.

Dave starts back to school next week and is rather surprised that he is looking forward with so much pleasant anticipation as he feels. Schools are not making plans beyond the first semester because of the possible fuel shortage. Other than this, “there ain’t no news”.

DAD

Tomorrow, yet another letter from Lad.

On Saturday and Sunday, you can read more early memories of Trumbull from the children as they were growing up.

Next week, I’ll be posting letters written in 1945 as the wedding day of Dan and Paulette approaches.

Judy Guion

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