This blog is a place for the letters that Corporal Max Blazzard wrote home to his family during his service in WWII, and a few that they wrote to him.

Monday, June 16, 2014

December 30, 1945


Western Union Telegram

New York, New York

 

PS14 FT16 = New York, NY 29

MRS R A Morris
Box 163 Thatcher Arizona

 
Arrived safely expect to see you soon. Don’t attempt to contact or write me here love
Max.


November 30, 1945


Camp Chicago, France

November 30, 1945

Dear Mother & all,

            I had begun to wonder if we were ever going to get out of Germany. Just as we started to leave to come down here – our orders changed at the last minute and we were delayed for ten more days or else we would have been on the boat now. Boy it was snowing like the devil the night we left Nuremburg. Every time the train stopped, we would jump out and throw snow balls at the German civilians. It wasn’t too bad coming down in those box cars this time (40 & 8’s) cause we put stoves in them and built bunks just before we left. Guess we would have froze if we hadn’t. Anyway it wasn’t bad coming down and we had a lot of fun. These French would buy the shirt off your back if you’d sell it to them. It seems funny getting back into France. We could all speak the German language pretty well when we left and have forgotten most of our French. We didn’t have much time to learn to speak the French when the war was on. Come to think of it, we were in Germany a year – liking a week.

            This is a big camp here – mostly all tents. It is fixed up something like the camps back home and isn’t so bad. We have stoves and cots in our tents. It isn’t as cold here as where we were back in German, but cold enough. It was foggy when we came to France and that was when we left and guess it always will be. There are big recreation buildings and theaters here and even places to buy ice cream, candy, cakes, etc. The prices are just a might on the high side though. The ice cream is 48 cents a dish and it is about like sherbet but we think it is pretty good. The cakes are good too. They are fountain cokes – 16 cents a glass and damn little ones at that. Oh well we can stand most anything now - - even this damn guard. Guess you know how rough that is one a cold night Dad? Well I am guard now but I wouldn’t stay out in the cold for the general himself. I decided it was a good time to write letters. It is after twelve now so it is December 1st. This is my last relief. I pulled my last two hours guard in the kitchen eating pork chops with the cooks – we are old buddies – the cooks are me. For good I think from the looks of me. At one time just about the time the war ended I was down to 191 pounds but now I weigh 230. Do you think Rosalie will still have me?

            It isn’t certain how long we will be here yet. We are supposed to sail sometime between the 8th and the fifteenth of December but you can’t never tell. We won’t be home by Christmas but we are all planning on being there by New Year’s so that won’t be so bad. I think I will be discharged at Ft. Bliss, Texas there at El Paso. That won’t be bad. If it isn’t there it will be at Ft. McArthur, California. We won’t be here very long cause they usually shoot the troops out of here pretty quick.

            Mama get Rosalie a Christmas present for me cause I’ll be too late. I just wrote to her. I won’t write anymore letters to either of you after this one. I am swearing off writing. Darn I got a shot today and my arms is sore. Don’t think I have many more left, they have shot me for everything in the books. Ha.

            Don’t feel bad cause I’m not there for Christmas cause I’ll be happy as you if I’m on my way. I’ll just wait and wish you all a happy Christmas when I get there. Hope you are all well.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

November 14, 1945


Neumarkt, Germany

November 14, 1945
Dear Mother, Dad, & Girls,

             I decided to write one last letter from Germany. This is the same place that I wrote from the last time you had a letter from me. We have all been sitting here for the last nine days just waiting for out orders to come for us to move on down into France to one of the camps by the ports there. We have just laid around here going crazy for something to do and all of us thinking that the damned army had shipped us off down here and then forgot all about us. We have been doing a little guard duty that there is to be done here and outside of that nothing. We see a show every night though. It has been raining and snowing nearly every day too. There is still a little snow on the ground and it is getting cold around here. I have been wanting to go hunting in the hills here but there aren’t any guns in this outfit except the ones that they use on guard so I couldn’t go. Some of the men said they had seen deer around here too.

            Our moving orders came today and we are to leave Friday and go down in France around Reims. That isn’t too far from Paris. We will be at the camp there by the name of “Camp Chicago.” We are supposed to be there six or eight days then to the boat but you can’t never tell how long we will be there before we catch the boat. We are all patient though. It is going to be a little rough going down there in those forty and eights this time of year but we don’t care if we have to go by Jack-ass just so we get out of here and down to the boat. Just this morning, I told two of my buddies that we should take a good bath and then send out all our dirty clothes and get ready to move but I said to them that as sure as we sent them we would get the order to move – well we sent out clothes out by a civilian to get them washed and ironed. The civilian hadn’t been gone an hour when in came the first sgt. and said we got the moving order. We all started to cussing and pulling out hair cause none of us knew where this civilian lives so guess we have lost our clothes. Oh they probably don’t cost much thought. It will happen every time. It will take us four days to get down to this camp in France the way these trains run over here. We don’t care for nothing just so long as we are moving that way.

            This is the most beat up German typewriter that I ever used in my life. I still haven’t got Norman a lugar yet and it looks like I might not be able too but I will still look for one. Tell the girls that I will try to get them something down in France for a souvenir if I can get out of camp and if I can’t , then I will pick up something for them when I get back in the states and on the way home some place. Well, I hope you are all well and that the hunters had some luck. I have got to write a line to Rosalie and then to Kenneth. Kenneth is started on his way home too. I should beat him there though cause I have got nine more points than him and should be just a little ahead of him. We will both be home together though. I will write again when I get in France.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

November 7, 1945


November 7, 1945

Germany
Dear Mother & all,

            I guess it’s about time that I was writing a few lines and let you know what’s going on over here. They finally called for the 69 pointers and I am on my way home. It will take quite a long time though. If nothing happens I should be home the last of next month sometimes. We left Munich last Monday and are about a hundred miles from there in chemical outfit now. They are to leave soon for France so we will be here for eight or ten days. All we are doing here while we are waiting is sleep, eat, and see picture shows. The time passes slow but we are all patient cause we have waited a long time to sweat this out. We are really eating good here. Tonight we honestly had some corn bread and it was sure good. First I have had in a long while and it sure made me think of home.

            You might just as well stop writing or sending anything now Mama cause it will never catch up with me. I hate to go without mail but we can all stand it for a while. We wouldn’t get the mail if the folks at home did write. I will keep writing a letter now and then until we get in the states.

            I was planning on bringing home some shells for the rifle Dad, but if any man is caught with any he really gets in a jam and I don’t want to get balled up now. Maybe you can get some made for it off the shells you have. Wish I knew how you and Norman came out on your hunt. I hope Norman is there when I come. Well I have got to get a letter off to Rosalie before the show starts. Hope you are all well and everything alright there.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

P.S. – I haven’t got Norman a lugar yet, but I may be able to pick one up down at the harbor in France if I can find a man with a lugar and out of money.

October 31, 1945


Munich, Germany

October 31, 1945

Dear Mother, Dad, & All:

            Boy things have sure changed around here in the last couple of days. Yesterday morning fifty-one of the old men left for home and a bunch of new men came in to take their places. There are only me and about a dozen of us old boys left here in the battery. Things are sure balled up around here and nobody doesn’t know anything. It won’t be long now before the rest of us will be going, we are next on the list to go out. It wouldn’t be bad when we left if we would go straight down to the boat in France and sail, but when a bunch of men leaves this outfit, they go to other outfits that are going home and are here a couple of weeks and there a couple of weeks waiting their turn to move into the boats. Then while they are going here and there, they have a hundred different kinds of inspections on their equipment and clothes. There is always a lot of red tape in the army, it doesn’t make any difference what you are doing. That is the reason why I don’t think I will be home until after Christmas. See, I will most likely leave this outfit to start on my way home sometime this month but it all takes so much time. Everything has to be just perfect before you can push right on through with your discharge. Then say, that men going home now are out of the army and on their way home discharged inside of three days after they land in New York.

            I would like to know how your hunting is coming along now Dad---you and Norman and if Johnson and Uncle Floyd has got out their yet. I have got my hunting license now. Three other boys and me are going out early in the morning to hunt until noon. I managed to get a hold of a jeep and hell we have got it all made now. When you have a jeep, all you have to do is drive through the woods and shoot them from the jeep and it saves a lot of walking. Hell, the battery commander even gave me a trailer to take a long. Ha he must of thought that I (we) were going to bag a lot of game. He knows that I have already killed an elk and four deer though.

            Today is payday, the day you can hear those dice rattle for three blocks. This is one month that I am going to put my paycheck right down in the bottom of my sack, and there is where it is going to stay until I climb off that boat in New York whenever that is.

            You know that shampoo that you sent me in that package a while back? Well I have been looking at it each time I go to take a shower and saying, “Well I’ll use that damn stuff next time I take a bath.” I waited until nobody was in the shower room then I slipped down and used it real quick before someone came in and seen me. The boys would have laughed their heads off if they had of seen me using that stuff. I couldn’t let it go to waste though. That shampoo reminds of one of the boys when we first came into the army. This kid was from the city and had always had his way. He had brought a pair of pajamas from home to sleep in. The boys laughed at him so damn much that he threw them away. Ha.

            Well I will sign off for this time. Hope you are all well and that everything is alright there at home.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

October 27, 1945


Munich, Germany

October 27, 1945

Dear Mother, Dad, & Girls;

I had a letter from you last night and thought I would answer it while I am on duty tonight. I have got to write to Rosalie too or she will be quitting me I haven’t written to her in a week. I have been hunting a lot this last week and I have been putting everything off, I have been having so much fun. The last time I was out, I only got one deer and it was another doe. That brings my total up to four deer and the elk. I think I will lay off hunting for a while. I am getting kind of tired of it for the time being and we are all either tired of the meat or else too lazy to cook it. Now that Norman is there, we will just see who tot the most this season - - - him and ad against me. I am glad to hear that Hazel and Norman are there and going to be there a while. I hope they are still around there when I get home whenever that is. That was good news about Johnny being home too. I can just imagine how happy Aunt Lillie and he must have been when they seen each other.

            Damn, I wished I had of known that Norman wanted a luger a long time ago. I could have got good lugers a dozen times before but I didn’t have any use for one and didn’t even think about him. Now there as scarce as hen’s teeth. The boys that have got them are holding on to them as if they were solid gold and are going to take them home with them, but I will try to get him one. I won’t make any promises but I might run across one before I come back and if I do, I will bring it to him. I can’t imagine what use Norman has got of another pistol unless he wants to go around (keeping up the good record of the tribe on our Father’s side) and make a little bigger wind bag out of his self than he already has. Ha.

            Here are some pictures that I have taken around here lately. I figured that I had better take a picture of some of the meat that I killed or else Dad would just think I was telling him a big line of baloney. I wish I had of had my camera along with me just after I killed some of the deer or the elk so I could have taken a picture of all of it but maybe you will take my word on this much of it.

            So you have got a tractor and are breaking up lots there now huh Dad. Well, you should do alright doing that for a while. Mama you better watch yourself or the first thing you know, you will be owning that store where you work. Getting promoted - - - does that job pay any more money than you were at?

            I was down at the Zoo this afternoon looking at the animals. I should have taken my gun down with me. There are all kinds of deer and elk in there, not saying anything about all the ducks. All the animals are sure in poor shape. I think they are nearly starved to death during the war and not getting too much to eat now.

            I can plainly see right now before I write anymore letters tonight, I am going on a little raiding party down to the kitchen. I am starving to death. Since I have been going out hunting and getting a little exercise, I can’t get enough to eat for some reason I’m afraid that I will eat you out of house and home when I get home. Well I am going to stop for this time. Tell Norman and Hazel hello for me. I hope you are all well and everything is alright at home.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max

October 24,1945


Munich, Germany

October 24, 1945

Dear Mother, & all:

            I am sitting in our office as charge of quarters this afternoon so I decided to write a little line to pass the time even though I don’t have anything in particular to write about. I just got a letter from Mrs. Whitaker---gad, but she writes a dry letter. I have to get a glass of water to go with all of her letters, but I do appreciate her writing to me. She can write a book and still say nothing.

            It rained far a couple of days here but cleared up yesterday evening. I decided to go out hunting again. I came back in this morning. I didn’t have such good luck this time as I did before. I got two deer, but they were both does. I brought in both of their hindquarters though for us all to have steaks. All of the boys really go for these steaks. I didn’t see near so many deer this time and no elk at all. I think it was because of the rain and then it was fogy too where you couldn’t see very far. You are going to have to do some real hunting Dad to catch up with me this season. That makes three deer and one elk inside of a week. I guess I will continue to go out until we all get tired of eating steaks or else I get tired of hunting. I am going out again tomorrow evening and stay all night again and see if I can’t have a little better luck. I am going to get me one of those big buck elks or bust – that’s what I’m after.

            There is a good deal open to men over here working in the civil service after they have been discharged. This I the way it works. When you are eligible for discharge (have enough points to get out) you can sign up for this civil service for one year over here. You get your discharge and then go home for a thirty day furlough and then back here to your job. And hell you should see what they are paying. The lowest annual salary (this is just a rough estimate) is over two thousand dollars a year and that job is being a chauffeur and anybody can do that. I could get a job in the civil service over here as a telegraph operator at about three thousand-five hundred dollars a year. That’s over sixty dollars a week and your expenses isn’t very high either. Now tell me, where could I make money like that there back home? This work is run on a 48 hour week basses. Of course there is always the idea of being away for another year but a guy could sure save a lot of money in a year over here. The pay on these jobs runs from the lowest of over two thousand to ten thousand. All depending on what your job is. Don’t go getting excited now Mama, I am just wanting to know what you and Dad think about it. I haven’t taken any steps toward signing up for it or anything like that but I have been thinking it over and wondering if I could stay over here out of God’s country for another year. Ha. I think I will look into all of the particulars of this civil service business though. A guy could most likely get a good job back in the states after he had worked with the civil service here for a year. I just imagine that jobs is going to be a little hard to get (at least a good one) in the next few years back there.

            I am looking for a letter any day saying that Johnson is home and Norman is there and that you have all went off on a hunting trip. Well I will close for this time. Hope you are all well and that everything is alright there at home.
Love to all,
Your son,
Max