HOSPITALITY CENTER OF SOUTH PASADENA
SOUTH PASADENA, CALIFORNIA
Sunday Morn. 435 FAIR OAKS AVENUE
Mar. 7, ’43 Sycamore 9-9251
As is usual on Sunday mornings, the four of us – Vic, Vince, Art and Al (that’s me) came down here for breakfast. We always get a wonderful meal, and it is served from 10:30 ‘til 12:00. That is perfect, because we don’t eat in camp on Sundays anyhow, and we can eat dinner any time we desire.
Starting yesterday, and until further notice, we are working only ½ a day on Sat., which is nice because it is impossible during the week to get out to do any shopping. In fact, we work until 5:45 (1745 Army time) (Midnight is 2400 or 0000).
I think I told you that my classes have started, but the equipment we have to use is used and marked “salvage” by the Army. The engine was not well enough protected during a cold snap someplace in the U.S. In any case, the block is cracked and we can’t get another. So we have to do the best we can.
I asked one of the girls to play Ping-Pong a few minutes ago but she was waiting to dance, but she is now finished and just asked me if I still wanted to play—-so here goes. (Since my Father was very conservative and quiet, he didn’t talk a lot. For him to mention a specific girl in a letter to his father makes me believve that the girl may have been my Mother.)
I’m fine– as usual.
My love to all — Lad
Lad is stationed at Santa Anita Race Track, which most recently, was used as an Internment Camp for Japanese citizens. It has now been converted to an Army Base.
This weekend, two more letters from Biss, in St. Petersburg, Florida, to the family back home in Trumbull. She is getting excited about going home.