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David R. Elder correspondence, December 1944-January 1945

1945-01-28 Kenneth Blecha to Dave Elder Page 1

F/O Kenneth J. Blecha
A.A.F.B.S. - Box 281
Big Spring Texas
[Jan 28? 1945]
Dear Dave, 
After all this time I'm finally getting a letter started to you with the prospects of getting it finished all in the same evening. I purposely waited until 10:00 P.M. to start it, so it wouldn't be interrupted by someone dropping in to play bridge. All sensible people should be in bed by now unless they are working. Myself, I guess I'm working, expecially when it comes to writing letters. I am managing to keep busy by flying seven afternoons a week. The mornings I while away by getting in code, P.T. lectures, training films, link trainer, instrument flying and various other activities that go with army life and with which you are no doubt acquainted. At present, I am flying navigation missions, having completed the bombing missions with the present class of cadets that we are flying. I think today's flying completed my first thousand hours flying time and am all set to start the second thousand. Time sure flies, especially since we are so busy. You know Dave, I'm reminded nearly every day of you. One morning while delivering mail I saw you or rather heard you asking Julius Kunick about some (avacoddas sp?) that he had in the window. Down here in the grocery stores, they have boxes of them, and every time I see them I think, "Dave Elder should be here now." As I remember, you are quite fond of them. That may sound funny to you, but seems like wherever you go, you see something that reminds you of home or people at home, and it gives you a funny feeling, like maybe that little home town wasn't so bad after all. Anyway I hope some day that all the boys can be back and we can assume our natural life and business in our own little town and cummunity. Write me a few lines sometime when you're not too busy. Our regards to you and your wife and all the others. (Over)

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F/O Kenneth J. Blecha A.A.F.B.S. - Box 281 Big Spring Texas [Jan 28? 1945] Dear Dave, After all this time I'm finally getting a letter started to you with the prospects of getting it finished all in the same evening. I purposely waited until 10:00 P.M. to start it, so it wouldn't be interrupted by someone dropping in to play bridge. All sensible people should be in bed by now unless they are working. Myself, I guess I'm working, expecially when it comes to writing letters. I am managing to keep busy by flying seven afternoons a week. The mornings I while away by getting in code, P.T. lectures, training films, link trainer, instrument flying and various other activities that go with army life and with which you are no doubt acquainted. At present, I am flying navigation missions, having completed the bombing missions with the present class of cadets that we are flying. I think today's flying completed my first thousand hours flying time and am all set to start the second thousand. Time sure flies, especially since we are so busy. You know Dave, I'm reminded nearly every day of you. One morning while delivering mail I saw you or rather heard you asking Julius Kunick about some (avacoddas sp?) that he had in the window. Down here in the grocery stores, they have boxes of them, and every time I see them I think, "Dave Elder should be here now." As I remember, you are quite fond of them. That may sound funny to you, but seems like wherever you go, you see something that reminds you of home or people at home, and it gives you a funny feeling, like maybe that little home town wasn't so bad after all. Anyway I hope some day that all the boys can be back and we can assume our natural life and business in our own little town and cummunity. Write me a few lines sometime when you're not too busy. Our regards to you and your wife and all the others. (Over)