May 27, 1944

England

May 27, 1944

 Dear Mother & All,

           I got a letter from you yesterday and I think one the day before, but I haven’t had a chance to write the last couple days. I was lucky enough to draw K.P. all day yesterday and was on until later. Darn I’ve been on K.P. enough since I’ve been in the army to own a whole damn kitchen by myself. Just like I used to own half the colemanders ditch at Duncan. Ha. I owe five or six letters now. I am on duty now, but I’ll take time off enough to write a couple of letters.

            You had some pretty good luck fishing at the damn. We want to go trout fishing when I get back. The boys around here catch fish (pike) fish I think they call them. They catch them in the streams and ponds. They are nice ones too weighing from one to five or six pounds. They have sharp teeth in their mouth.

            I have heard from Kenneth three times in the last week. You said in this last letter of the 17^th that he was going or gone overseas. Well he hasn’t. He is in hog heaven. He got another 7 day furlough plus traveling time beginning the 17^th. And guess it is up by now. He said everything has changed at Fort Bliss and thought their outfit was being made into the infantry and won’t be coming over for a while. He is sure a good kid and writes all the time. John Jelling Hansen is sure disappointed and down in the dumps since he was transferred into the infantry. I got a long sad story from him the other day. Poor kid. Yes, Kenneth quite Peggy about a month or so ago. She kept doing him dirty and going with every John and Joe she possibly could. Kenneth has fall hard from Miss Betty Whipple of Duncan. She is sure a good girl and far better than Peggy ever was. Peggy got the big head and snooty since she got the good job.

            Mama ha. I have kinda been hankering for some of your oatmeal cookies the last few days so you tell the postman that I request a small package of cookies. Remember it has to be under five pounds and if you have any extra room put in some stationary too. Just the paper, I have plenty of envelopes. Writing paper is so hard to get and I use quite a bit.

            I would like to be there and see the cotton now and even hoe it. I used to think that anybody who ever liked to hoe was crazy, but I kinda getting that old crazy feeling. When I get married (baloney) I’m going to plant me three little rows of cotton in our yard just so I can how it and remind me of the good old days. I never want to be reminded of K.P. after I get out of here. I peeled potatoes and washed pots and pans until I was black in the face yesterday. It’s getting to where I can’t look a spud in the face.

            ---- They were both glad to hear from me and was wondering why you didn’t write. That $30 I sent through the ---. Must of got balled up. Some of the boys said it would take a month or so to get through damn em’.

            So little Frank Adams is in entering the army by request of his friends and neighbors. Ha. That will do him good.

            Well I hope Dad and Norman has happy birthdays. Wish I could send you both something. I’ve got to quit and get doing something before they take me for a civilian and send me home. Ha. I wouldn’t like that much.

Love to all,

Your son,
Max
P.S. Are my letters cut up much by the censor?