Camp Wheeler, Ga.
June 25, 1942
Bryant Service Club
c/o Bryant College
Providence, R. I.
There is one course that we all started to study at Bryant, but was never officially on the curriculum. It is now almost eight years since I was graduated, but as yet I haven’t been able to accumulate a passing grade in this course--humor.
In the Army Finance Department we never make “mistakes,” we “goof off.” That is Army humor.
In this vernacular, I have goofed-off in not letting you know sooner how much we all enjoyed your token of interest. And when I say “we all,” it isn’t a southern accent that I have acquired.
There isn’t much free time in the army these days, and not nearly enough to write to nice people and tell them how much you appreciate their thinking of you.
The whole Finance Department at Camp Wheeler felt it was pretty thoughtful of you people to send that package. And I want to tell you that my skin really tingled when I found that even after all this time, there is still something very personal between Bryant and her grads.
St/Sgt. Milton J. Lapin [Transcription ends]