Horseshoe Sunday

[a brief note from a tired boy who appreciates getting a dollar in the mail!]

May 6, 1943, Sunday

Dear Mom, Dad, Sis & Jake

Sunday is here along with a very hot day. Here is my schedule for the day’s doings.

8:15-Arise, 8:30-9:30-Church

9:30-12:00-pitching horshoes (sic)

12:00-1:00-lunch, 1-3:30-nap

3:30-5:00-horse-shoes, 5:00-6:00-supper

6:00-7:00-now writing this letter,

7:00-? going to the show.

This program is my typical one for Sundays.

Today I received your letter with the dollar and the license, which I am enclosing. I got quite a burn today while playing horse-shoes. It doesn’t seem to be too warm here but it really is.

Bob Mac was quite lucky to get to Monmouth. Some guys get all the breaks, but good luck to him. I also got a card from Tim from Devens. I could scarecely read it. If you get his address, send it on. … The candy you sent me was swell. I’ll try to write tomorrow.  Good Bye, Moe.

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Laurel lives and laughs and publishes and podcasts in Colorado's Rocky Mountains! She has published several multi-genre books and hosts the podcast "Alligator Preserves," where she interviews fascinating people, talks about the human condition, and shares scary stories from her "Dark Ebb" collection.

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