| dc.description.transcription | 9-18-44Dear Folks,Never again let it be said that I am overpaid. I got out of bed this morning, with 3 hours sleep, at 0330. I was in the air by 0600 and didn’t land until 1300. I have the afternoon off but go to line trainer tonight from 2000 until 2400. If that isn’t a full day I want someone to notify me when a full one comes around. I would have gone to bed sooner last night but I didn’t know that I was to fly this morning. I flew with this Capt. Graham that I have been wanting to fly with but as yet I am not officially on his crew. Both of us are working on it but haven’t swung the deal as yet. It is really a swell crew that just smells with experience. The pilot, the engineer, the navigator, and the radioman, were all instructors at one time.Today’s toughness was made up for yesterday. It was really an enjoyable day. I slept until 1130, ate a big chicken dinner, and then went out and spent the afternoon with Cecil and Don. We drank iced tea, made some pictures, ate some sandwiches, but mostly just batted the breeze. Cecil told some tales about Bowie and the kids that lived there that I had never heard before. I might tell them some time if the opportunity ever presents itself. One in particular is the time that a party at Cecil’s house terminated in a car ride to Nocona.If the incident has slipped your minds, Brother and Ruth, I’ll refresh your memories sometime. By the way, Brother, I’m handsomer than you. And that is saying a lot, says Cecil. Cecil asked me if I thought she could get Ruth to come out and visit her. I told her I didn’t know whether Ruth could get off from work but that I knew Mama wouldn’t be hard to convince. She practically jumped up and down in her seat when I said that. She said that maybe both of them could come and I said perhaps so. She was very enthusiastic about it because she said that that would give her a chance to go to Texas and do some visiting of her own. Don won’t let her go by herself because she isn’t well they say. She looks to me like she could plow a 10 (acer, acre), take your choice, field in one afternoon. I gave away most of the pictures that you sent me Ruth. Cecil said that she hated to take them but I could tell that she wanted them so bad that she could taste it so I made her take them. I had practically worn them out looking at them anyway.I got two letters from Mama, one from Amy, and two newspapers today. I also put the book from Aunt Della, “CompleteWorks of Robert Service Including Bar-Room Ballads,” just in case you were wondering. According to an article in the paper itseems that Jimmy Allred finally got that connection on the ball. I’m glad that somebody did. Brother, I am working on that tube deal. Nothing to report as yet but I expect some good news shortly.I’m going to quit now and take advantage of a free meal in the Officer’s Club since tonight is stagnite.Love to all,JoeP.S. –Ruth, hurry up and get a letter from Dub. I’m sweating it out too. | |
