Sun 27 Aug (1944)
6 00 PM
Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia letterhead
What a change in the weather! We have shivered all day & all last night. It is just 68 in the barracks this minute and we’ve all got sweaters on, and love it!
Marjorie & I went to the movies Friday night and saw “Janie.” Don’t miss it for light entertainment. Dot & Beverly especially will enjoy it.
Yesterday we both had the afternoon off. It was raining but we thought we’d go in town about 3.30 & shop & have supper. So we decided to rest a while after lunch. We crawled into bed and when it quieted down after the gang went back to work, we both
went sound asleep and never woke up until 4.30 – Were we surprised! So we ate early chow here and then went to town. I bought boxes of candy for the boys for Xmas. I thought it would be better than trying to find small items to fill boxes. I bought four of one kind (Pecan patties) & one for Phil Cheeseman of assorted candies so that Phil’s & Roger’s would not be the same. That will take care of Craig, Tex & Bob also.
After we shopped we went to a show “Meet the People” – not bad but nothing to rave about.
I didn’t get up until noon today. After dinner Marjorie & I talk [took] an hour’s walk in the woods then went back and had a nap before supper. So you see it has been a quiet week-end.
We are going to have a tennis court right out back of the barracks. It ought to be done in about a week. I think I’ll buy a new racket No! Will you send mine to me immediately. Seems if it could be sent by parcel post. O.K. I believe the case & press are already on it. If I find after I try it that it still doesn’t suit me, then I’ll see about buying a new one and I’ll have the case & press here.
I’m trying to finish this as I sit in the barracks day room. There are only 7 of us here with the radio going and Tommie Wasserman is reading all the letters we’ve written to her sister who is a WAC in Italy. It’s hard to concentrate!
We just heard a broadcast from Paris. It makes one feel queer to think how wonderful they must feel in Paris tonight.
I bought some pears last night. The first of the season. My but they certainly tasted swell.
Just think Labor Day is a week from tomorrow. Does it seem possible that this summer is practically over? Thank goodness, the heat hasn’t been as bad as we expected. I believe I could get used to living down here, OK, but I certainly don’t want to have to get used to it.
Must stop now,
Recommended CitationTrickey, Katherine W., "Letter Written by Katherine Trickey to Her Folks Dated August 27, 1944" (1944). Trickey, Katherine W.. Paper 69.