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David R. Elder correspondence, April-May 1944

1944-05-01 Page 2

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assigned to a beautiful little olive drap P-40 named Rosie. We climbed upon her wing and lay down. Shortly after the wind began to blow and Texas started passing by in review. Hours later the wind died down and we were relieved to go to bed. The next morning at four-thirty we were up as usual for the day at school. After struggling through the day just waiting for six o'clock and a little "bunk fatigue" we were informed that we were to move to another squadron. This meant packing all our gear into a couple of barracks bags and carrying the bags several blocks. Then came the unpacking and making up our bunks again. We were informed the other day that soldiers know more about making beds than the average house wife. Hope my Mother doesn't find that out. This school is not so bad except for the class work. The first three weeks is almost all classes. The forth is on the ground range and then two weeks on the air range. Due
 
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