David Peabody Guion
April 9, 1946
Dear Gang –
Yep, still here. Rumors still say we are to leave here April 13 – but the Gen. Heinzelman still hasn’t arrived. I have three letters here which I shall answer. The first is one written on Feb. 6 and send to Dan by mistake. As this is all about the office, I’ll wait till I get home before I answer it. I was glad to get a report on how things are shaping up, though. The second was written on St. Patrick’s Day. It contained little news but was nevertheless important. A letter is a letter – even if it’s a short one. I hope you all enjoyed yourselves in New York with the Stanley’s. Wish I’d been there.
This third letter quotes a letter of mine in which I tell of being relieved of duty. This one, I presume, is to be the last I received. It was written March 24 and said that you are sending a copy to Aunt Dorothy in case I didn’t get it here. By the way, thank you for Aunt Dorothy’s new address. She sure does get around. I probably wouldn’t have been able to find her if I hadn’t gotten this letter. This brings me to your predictions on my arrival date in Trumbull. The day before I received your letter, I set a date in my mind – a goal so to speak. Figuring on leaving here Saturday (the 13th), and taking seventeen days across the Pacific (April 30), seven days across the country (May 7), three days in Fort Devens (the 10th) and one day to get home (May 11 – say 3:30 or 4:oo P.M.), my guess would be the same day as Lad’s. The only trouble is that with this plan I’m allowing no time for the inevitable delays in Army transportation. I’m figuring on no time in Calif. And I don’t think seven days ‘cross country is particularly slow for an Army troop train. If I leave Saturday, though, I most certainly should be home sometime during the week of May 12 to 18.
My thanks to Lad for any and all work done at the office. I know you’ve been up to your neck, Dad, and I guess you had real need for the help. Anything Lad does now will make it easier for me, too – so “Thanks, again, Lad.”
It looks to me as if Dan is having as much trouble getting to England as I am having trying to find a ship with my bunk on it. I hope Dan’s nerves aren’t taking the beating mine are. I’ll have had three weeks in the Depot next Saturday. The usual wait is three to five days. And to top it all off there’s no shoulder to cry on.
Guess this does it for this time. When I get definite news that I’m leaving Saturday I may not have time to write – but I’ll try to say something even if it’s just – “I’m leaving”. So – “till we meet again” –
Tomorrow I will begin posting a week of letters written in nineteen forty-five. On Monday I’ll post a quick V-Mail from Lad to Dan. The rest of the week will be devoted to a five-page letter from Grandpa to Benedicts and Bachelors. Judy Guion