Tues night 12 May 53
Dear Mom, Dad, and Snapper
I got your box of cookies and letters last night and a letter tonight. The cookies are good. Sat night I got away to the show and saw Scared Stiff with Martin and Lewis. Sunday I messed around here and Sunday night went to see Desert Song. It was a good picture.
I was going to go to church tonight but after dinner I didn’t have anything to do so I laid down and took a nap thinking I would wake up in time to go but I didn’t wake up until . So I didn’t get to go.
We are still restricted because of the alert. If we leave the area we have to sign out and tell them where we are going.
We had motors today and yesterday. We got to ride out on trucks both days.
It has been hot here lately. I picked up another cold some place. And the sun and wind is chapping my lips. It doesn’t hurt much but it is annoying.
I guess we start on the recoilless rifle tomorrow. That will take up 4 days. Saturday is Armed Forces Day and they are going to have a big parade. Open house and all that.
The Clyde Beaty Circus will be here also.
I haven’t heard much about the rifle team lately. I heard they just picked one man from here for the team. I don’t know for sure yet.
I get guard duty Thur night. They are going to have classes tonight at for the guard mount. The last bunch messed up so we have some kind of class. This will probably be the last time I will be on it here.
I put a deposit on the airplane and a receipt for a reserved ticket. I just get to carry 40 lbs of baggage. Don’t know what I will do about that yet. I want to keep my stuff with me.
I guess Richard isn’t going to be in the infantry if he is in bivououac already. He must be in an 8 week cycle and going to be put in the Arty or something. I didn’t think he was in the tank corps.
Well not much to say now. Did you get the title to the car back and have you had any bites on it? If you don’t sell it before I get home it is OK. I can use it. How is the weather there now. It is usually nice this time of year there. Wish I was there. Well I’ll write again later.
Love, Ted
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