[THIRD Army, XII Corps]

#385

North of Hammelbourg, which is north of Wurzburg, Germany, 7 August 1945

Beloved,

I found out that the two letters I wrote you on the 4th were not sent to the APO until after we got here.

On the 5th, I got up at 3:45, had breakfast at 4:30, and after inspecting the houses in our area to see that they had been cleaned-up, started our road march at 6AM.

When I passed through the small town of Berneck I saw a German Major who had done most of the work in our PW camp. He was delighted to see me, for the American Military Government had taken away his private auto which we had allowed him to drive from Eger to his home in Heidelberg. He had stopped at Berneck to pick up his wife, who needs an operation which she wanted done at Heidelberg. I lost about 1 1/2 hours looking up the M.G. Officer in the next city, and making arrangements for the German Major to get his car back. Felt like a Boy Scout.

Saw some beautiful country coming over here.

Yesterday -was a full day; no time to get a letter in. In the afternoon, we went on a tour of the artillery range where we'll shoot.  It is where the Germans trained for the Bulge operation.  A very nice range; villages to shoot at, woods, steep slopes, etc.

Guess who is only a few miles up the road from us - my old 76th FA Bn. I went up to see them the night I got here. Welsh is Bn Cmdr, Ott is Executive, and McCurdy is S-4. All other officers that I used to know have been transferred to other units. Saw a couple of old Non Coms I knew. Welsh is a Lt Col, Ott a Major, and McCurdy a Captain. They are one of two battalions in the 18th FA Group commanded by Col Sampson.

The Division is in tents now. Glad I have my small trailer. The nights are cold. I sleep under 3 blankets. The people in tents use four blankets.

Your mail finally appeared this noon. I got your #434 (July 22), 437 (July 25), 438 (July 26) and 439 (July 27), also two envelopes of cartoons mailed July 24 and 26. Also the package of tennis shorts, shirts, and photo arrived. A letter from Mom and one from your Mother completed my haul. I'll not try to answer any of them today.

Must go out and inspect the training now; try to get pistol and rifle ranges, get ammunition, allocate areas for training and police work, etc, etc.
 

#386

In the field near the village of HERTZLOS, which is north of Hammelburg, which is north of Wurzburg.

8 August 1945

Darling,

Mail today was the envelope of cartoons mailed July 21.

For breakfast this morning we had a waffle with two fried eggs on top, preceded by dry cereal (Pep)! Guess they are getting us used to home food.

No, I don't think we'll return ahead of schedule.

I am smoking my pipe more than usual, for my cigar stock is pretty low. Don't want you to send me any, for they wouldn't get here in time.

I hope the cookies reach me before I leave. I don't know when I'll have time for A Bell for Adano, should it arrive while I am here.

I hope I can work things so that I can see Otto for a couple of days after we land. However, they'll probably rush us onto some day coaches and to a concentration camp at which they will furnish us transportation to our desired leave point. (Presidio of Monterey is the nearest point to Campbell). We have to return to the "leave point" at the end of our leave for return to the location of our Division.

The early leaving of an advance party from here is out.

Hope Donnie's foot is OK by now.

Did I say I paid $3 for the camera? If I did, I grossly exaggerated the cost. The saving has already gone into Alice's violin.
 

#387

Same place in Germany
9 August 1941

Darling,

Your #440 of July 28 arrived today. It found things pretty wet. The rain started last night, and has been constant. Records show that there are 3.8 clear days during this month; mean minimum temperature 39.6 F. I could also quote the amount of mean rainfall this and following months have. It is all "mean" I -would say. The rain is going to make our training a little disagreeable.

I hope for 30 days, and maybe will get 15 days leave. Even seven would be better than none.
 

# 388 Same place in Germany
10 August 1945

Beloved,

Still raining! A windy, cold day that will increase the number of colds in our outfits.

I realize that I misled you in a recent letter. I sent all the lunch cloths in that one package; I do not have one left to send. My next package to you will probably be the beautiful cut glass flat olive-radish-celery dish that was given me by the Secretary of Commerce of Cheb, Czechoslovakia. He gave three pieces to the Aide: two vases and the flat dish. One was for the General, one for me, and one for the Aide. He let me take my pick, and I chose the most beautiful piece. I have had a wooden box made for it, and will gather newspapers for packing.

I hear that Washington is betting on the date the war will be over, based on the psychological effect of -Russia's entrance and the new bomb. If Japan gives in soon, it may delay our return to the USA.

All that I want is to be out of the rain and in your arms.
 

#389

Same place in Germany
11 August 1945

Darling,

The mail today consisted of a box of candied walnuts etc from Mom. They certainly are good!

Sometime we will be issued cards to send home saying not to write us any more letters. Think of the time that will save you! You are lucky; you'll get letters from me, but I won't get any from you. (You may not get them as regularly as you do now, for there is going to be lots of work here).
 

#391

Same place in Germany
14 August 1945

Darling,

Yesterday brought me some assorted mail: your #443 (July 31), #447 (Aug 5, two envelopes of cartoons (July 30 & Aug 3), and a letter from Herbert. That makes two gaps in letters to look forward to.

On Aug 20 we are supposed to mail V letter forms telling people not to write to us. On Sept 5 we give the APO our non-military address for forwarding mail. I contemplate giving 543 N 17th St for that purpose.

Since I'll be limited in articles to be taken on leave to just those items I can carry up the gangplank (overcoat, musette bag, and Valapak), I'll go ahead and open up my other bottle of champagne on VJ Day. Don't you think one bottle will do the two of us when we're together?

Am glad the harmonicas were well received. If they want me to play in their band, they'll have to lend me one. I can play "Home Sweet Home".

The "Old Spice" and Listerine are gone.
 

#392

Still in the field in the vicinity of the village of HETZLOS, which is north of Hammelburg, which is north of Wurzburg; hereafter to be referred to as "Same place".

15 August 1945

Beloved,

What I predicted a few days ago apparently is coming to pass. With the arrival of VJ Day, our departure for the USA has been delayed. So, on August 20 I'll not send you a notice telling you to stop writing to me. In fact, you had better keep up your good work and help cheer me up. Of course I am glad, for my family's sake, that the war is all over, that I will not be subject to any more submarine activities, and that I won't have to guard against Japanese snipers, land mines, air attacks, and artillery shells - not to mention malaria, etc. But selfishly I wish that we might have been on the ocean headed for the USA when VJ occurred, so that I could be with you and mine sooner. I have wanted to be with you for so long, and have needed you so intensely, that this delay has put my morale very very low.

But the long looked for day will arrive sometime, and I guess there is nothing that can be done to hasten it except to continue loving you, wanting you, thinking of you, dreaming of you, and living or existing just for you. I am most fortunate in having such nice children and such an adorable wife; I'll always be faithful to them in all ways.

Time out for lunch.

I don't know if it is raining again or yet. Yesterday afternoon we had a few hours of clear weather, during which I looked over the field where the Division was going to have a review for Genl Patton. That event was postponed indefinitely this morning; but the rain seems to continue on schedule.

Yesterday brought me the following mail: Your #441 of July 29, #442 of July 30, #446 of Aug 4, and #448 of Aug 6. Also Ann's letter of July 31 from San Jose, and Mom's of July 30.

So sorry that I have destroyed my family's good opinion of me by sending the snapshot. I refer to you letter #446. I am touched to the quick when you infer that I am too heavy to play badminton.

I can beat anyone in the Div Arty Hq. The surgeon said for you not to worry. Do you want me to pitch horseshoes or a Yo Yo? When the rains stop, the athletic program will probably reduce me to a shadow. And I am deeply hurt that you love me only up to 180 pounds. You must remember that I weighed 185 while strenuously playing football at West Point. I'm almost afraid to come home now.

Tell "one of the twins" that I doubt whether I can bring home a Leica camera priced anywhere under 75 dollars, for I am no longer in contact with available supply. Will try. There is no way she could send me the money; I would have to collect when I get home (if you will let me come weighing over 180).

Get out the magnifying class to look at these snapshots; the first ones I have taken. (Tear up the one of your husband).
 

# 393

Same Place, Germany

17 August 1945

Darling,

This morning brought me your #449 of Aug 7, cartoons of Aug 1, a letter from Herbert (Aug 7), and one from Alice containing sketches from the museum. Also one from Mom dated Aug 10 (good time!) I liked your letter; it made the patter of rain on this tent bearable.

There is still no definite news. It is rumored that we may leave the tent - mud area within ten days to take over the area and duties of two divisions (Category IV outfits) so that they can go home first. Of course it is nice that they plan to send men back who have the most "points" - been overseas longest, etc, if only they would not exclude the Regular Army officers by requiring them to remain with their original units. I have 140 points, but they are not counted.

We had one of those poor USO shows here last night. The men had erected a stage, put up a dressing tent nearby, and hoped that the rain would stop long enough for the show. The cast arrived at 5 PM; two girls, an old woman, and three men. They ate with the enlisted men under a strip of canvas. The rain did let up, and the show went on. One man played the accordion, another was Master of Ceremonies and a tenor, the third was a magician. One girl was supposed to be a dancer, the other was supposed to be a singer but had to depend almost entirely on her well-rounded curves for applause. The old woman was the magician's assistant and clown. It was a rather pitiful performance; many Soldiers left in the middle of the show. (They sat on raincoats on the hillside, and the air was chilly).

A miracle! The Army has been given today as a holiday! As far as our Staff is concerned, it meant only an opportunity to stay in bed longer this morning - late breakfast (from 8:30 to 9:30). At 9:30 most of us were given things to check on - investigating a motor accident that happened last evening, trying to get stoves for the tents, etc, etc.

I wonder if Charlie Pyle and I will go home about the same time?

Did the tiny snapshots get through all right?
 

# 394

Same Place, Germany
18 August 1945

My Darling,

Today is a nice day in many respects: the sun shone , I got lots of letters from you, and Simon got orders to a base in the Pacific.

As far as weather is concerned, it is our first decent day in weeks. Your letters were: 443 (444) of Aug 1, 445 (Aug 2), 450 (Aug 8), 451 (Aug 9), and 452 (Aug 10). Also another letter from Herbert mailed Aug 2.

Now to mention the third item: Simon had called a Staff meeting for 3 PM, and named the people he wanted present (he did not list the battalion commanders). I notified at noon all those he mentioned and rushed to get a bath. Got back two minutes before the scheduled hour. He asked me if I had called for the battalion commanders. I told him No, as he had not listed them. He said he had; I said nothing more. The phone rang - message from Division. Genl Winn is to report to Paris immediately to pick up his orders assigning him to some Base in the Pacific. I wonder if it will be a tiny island with bugs, etc?

Tomorrow, Sunday, I take the battalion commanders on a reconnaissance of an area we are to take over between now and Sept 1. Our area will be 40 x 60 kilometers in extent. It is east of here about 45 miles. More later.
 

# 396

Same Place (vicinity Helzlos, Germany)
20 August 1945

Beloved,

Made a reconnaissance of our new area at present held by the 99th Div. It rained all day yesterday during our trip. Departed at 9AM, leaving Simon and "LP" packing their belongings. It is well we took along our lunch, for our hosts, the 99th Div Arty, failed to invite us to dinner! In the artillery area are 5 Displaced Persons camps and 2 PW camps (SS mostly). I plan to let the battalions do the work, and our headquarters will supervise and coordinate only. Guess where we'll live! In Wally Sach's castle. I'll not attempt to describe it to you until we move in. (Sach is the "ball bearing king"). We move over on the 29th, sending some of our key personnel on the 25th. We'll be near Schweinfurt, which is a short distance northeast of Wurzburg.

Got back about 3 PM thinking that Simon had left. But he didn't leave until 3:30. He said that he appreciated my work and that it was reflected on the efficiency report he made on me.

I published a General Order assuming command of the 79th Division Artillery. And, in spite of the rain, everyone was as happy as is possible under the present situation.

Am pleased, of course, to hear that Don's ankle is OK. It hurts me to have any of my loved ones get hurt.

The bourbon ad doesn't sound interesting. Too high prices for inferior liquor. I'll hold out for straight bourbon (not blended) and preferably bonded, such as Old Grandad, Old Taylor, etc, etc. Harwoods used to sell for a little over $3. Cognac is getting expensive over here. It is twice the price we had to pay formerly. Our lovely French allies are making money.

Those are good snapshots of Don (sailor and German). You are an expert photographer - or did you do it?
 

# 397
Same Place, Germany (Tents in the mud)
21 August 1945

Darling,

No mail yesterday, in fact it was a most uneventful day. Rained most of the day, making our fields and roads very soggy and muddy . I moved from my trailer into Simon's van, after the latter had been thoroughly cleaned. I was tempted to improve the interior but was able to resist when I considered the relatively few days I may be in it. I threw the General's mattress out (really into my trailer) and moved my own springs and mattress in.

Last night Habgood, Prybila and I drove to the "country house" to take baths. We had requisitioned a large country farm house for baths and for dinners. We have had two large stag dinners there (I mean male guests only; we ate goose). The place is owned by a Count, who is now in jail for being an SS member. They have beautiful china and silverware. Next to the house, and also owned by the Count, is a small inn not being operated. One soldier and a WAC probably think I'm the meanest man in the world. The story is as follows:  When we reached the house last night, Bernard (the German manager) told us that a soldier and a WAC had arrived in a Jeep at 11 AM and had demanded a place to "sleep" for two hours. They hid the Jeep behind the inn, and instead of leaving after two hours, were still in the inn. It was then 8:30 PM. Habgood and I went over, took the number and data on the Jeep, and entered the inn without knocking. The two were asleep at that time, wrapped up together in a blanket. Many empty bottles were lying around. I shook the soldier awake and told him I'd give him five minutes to clear out. (It actually was 15, for he had trouble getting the Jeep started). The girl wasn't a bit embarrassed.

I think the sun will come out for a while today. We certainly need it.

An officer went shopping at the QM Sales store in Frankfurt yesterday and bought me a pair of pajamas. My West Point pajama shirt broke all to pieces across the shoulders. Now I have two pair plus two pair of old flannel pajamas that Simon donated. I'll leave them behind when I return home - them = his.

There is no official news to pass on to you. We ought to know something definite soon. If not, we'll have a hard time keeping our men in line.
 

# 398

Same Place, Germany
23 August 1945

Darling,

Yesterday was a full day. I left at 8:15 in the morning to look over the new area and to visit two outfits over there that will be attached to us after we move over. Got back just in time for a meeting at Division Hq at 4 PM. It lasted until 6:15. Rushed back to my van, changed clothes, and went to a dinner at our country house given for ourselves (Hq. Btry.). We had lovely steaks procured by some means, and French fried potatoes, plus stewed corn, peas, and vegetable salad. The dessert, pineapple pie, wasn't up to the rest of the meal. Wish you could have seen the table - a large wide banquet table, fine linen, beautiful candelabra with many candles - lovely silver including knife rests. This will get us in the mood for the castle that we are going to move into on the 29th.

I think I told you recently that Tony McAuliffe didn't stay with us long. Genl Watson is Div Comdr now.

It just made us lonesome when we heard reports how the people at home celebrated VJ Day. The war may be over, but I'm still over here. I can't have any fun until I am with you.

With no gas rationing, there are going to be many accidents with old cars and old tires.

Raining again today; rained yesterday too, while I was on the trip. Soon snow will come I guess.

Day after tomorrow Corps says that it will put out some information as to status of our Division. I wish they would include something on Regular Army Officers!
 

# 399

Same Place (Helzlos), Germany
24 August 1945

Darling,

No mail today. I ought to get quite a stack tomorrow.

Did you see the moon Wednesday night (22 Aug)? What were you doing? What were your thoughts?

The sun was out for 15 minutes this morning. It will rain in about half an hour. Such weather!

No definite news here yet; only vile rumors such as "only one Regular Army officer will go home with the Division - the Div Comdr." No rumors as to what will become of the other Regular Army officers, and I'll not start any. (They could send us to C & G S School Ft Leavenworth as students, to Ft Sill, etc, etc. , or they could transfer us to units to occupy Germany or Japan??). Guatemala would look very nice now, if there is nothing in the USA. If they would bring families over here, I could even remain sane with occupational troops.

This is about as bad as waiting to see where enemy planes are going to drop their bombs.

I had better end this letter, for I find myself day dreaming instead of writing.
 

# 400

SamePlace (vic. Helzlos), Germany
Sunday, 26 August 1945

My Darling,

The Home Front News Letter was good, however I didn't like the sentence "Every woman under 80 who was on the street was soundly kissed by at least one sailor before the news was an hour old". I hope you were not on the street! Sailors, Air Corps and 4Fs!!!

Don's hair is certainly curly. He looks quite blonde.

We are losing just about half of our enlisted men to the 99th Div, who are going home the middle of Sept(?). We are also losing 15% of our officers to the same unit. Joe Knott had enough points and could have gone to the 99th for movement home. I think he has decided to stay with us. He wants to get into the Regular Army, and thinks his chances are better if he stays with us. I plan to give him a battalion shortly after we move to the new area. We may get some Regular Army officers assigned to us next week from the 99th Div, 76th Div, and 6th Armored Div. I hope there are only a few high ranking ones. I could use one battalion commander, but that is all I want in the line of Lt Cols.

I read an article yesterday that reminds me that I will have to put out quite a sum of money for Income Tax. What a life!

I wonder what happened to the Salvation Army that was so prominent in the last war? And the YMCA? The Red Cross is the only organization that supplied the troops with doughnuts in this war. There is appearing now a UNRRA (United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Asso.). They are supposed to assist in running DP camps etc. What I have seen so far of their work (?) is not worth mentioning. They want the best places in which to live; they want automobiles and gas to go sightseeing and to parties; and they want to do no work nor assume any responsibility. After seeing France, Belgium, Holland, Germany etc, I would not contribute ten cents for relief. You can tell that to any solicitor for funds. The majority of European nations are sitting down, waiting for the USA to provide.

News! The sun came out five minutes ago.
 

In a muddy field, Germany
26 August 1945

Dear Don,

I wish I could run my fingers through your curly hair, and play with you.

I have been away from home a long time, but I will be home some time.  It will not be as soon as I would like.  I think of you every day.

Have you forgotten what I look like?  I hope you will know me.

Love from

 Daddy.
 

North of Hammelburg, Germany
Sunday night, 26 August 1945

Dear Ann,

I am finally getting around to answering your letter of July 31 mailed in San Jose.

How is the harmonica quartet getting along? As you know, I could join in "Home Sweet Home" if I could borrow a harmonica, and if the War Department would be kind. Did I tell you that I heard Adler play over here? He was with the Jack Benny show.

I hear that you had fun at Big Basin. I knew you would. I have always wanted to take you camping there or in the redwoods. I'm not so sure whether I'll be so enthusiastic about camping now that I have had so much of it in Europe. Today is the first sunny day we have had in weeks.

Please keep off thumbtacks when you are barefooted. The best solution is to keep all thumbtacks off the floor, for they go through slippers too.

I like the illustrations that are put in the letters you write.

Love from your

Daddy.

  * * *

Dear Alice,

Tonight is a quiet Sunday evening, and I'll be able to answer your letter mailed August 2. I enjoyed all the sketches from the Stanford Museum. The dresses look much like some I saw in the museums of Spain years ago.

Tell Mother that I pitched three games of horseshoes with General Watson and five games with Major Joe Knott today. I think she will not consider that sport "too strenuous considering the weight I am carrying". Here I take only 1/3 portions at dinner and supper - merely nibble at my food - just to please my critical family!

It has rained so constantly until today, that very little exercise could be taken. We toss a medicine ball around when it stops raining. Did you ever try to catch a wet, slippery, muddy medicine ball?

Next Wednesday we move to the east into a beautiful castle. Wish you could see it. There are many things there you would like to sketch.

Love from
Daddy
 

# 402

Mainberg (Schweinfurt) Germany
30 Aug 45

Darling,

Just a note before I rush out to inspect one of the battalions. Moved here yesterday afternoon. The castle is beyond any Hollywood producer's wildest dream of super colossal etc.

Here is the insured receipt on the last cardboard box sent home. Large binoculars, tennis shorts, and all the items on the typed list I sent you.
 

# 403

Mainberg, 3 miles from Schweinfurt, Germany
30 August 1945

Beloved,

I dropped you a note early this afternoon when I thought I'd not ,be able to write to you tonight. But General Watson didn't stay overnight with us; he ate dinner and left to visit some of our DP and PW camps.

I went over to Corps Hq at Bamberg the other day to see the Corps Chief of Staff to get some information. It was a lovely day, and a beautiful drive. Wish you had been along. General Stokes, the XV Corps Chief of Staff, is an old friend of mine - knew him at Ft Benning in 1925-26. He showed me a letter he had gotten from Army that morning - a revised sailing date list. It gave our Division what we had before: Category II, October, US Reserve. He said that it sounded "fishy", but that perhaps they figured they could get all the Category IV units home by that time, and we were probably at the top of the Category II units. (Darn this pen!). (Continued 31 Aug) And the latest rumor is that Regular Army officers will return with Category II units -not just one officer as with Category IV units. However, darling, don't count too much on all this. My hopes have been up and down so many times that they are about worn out.

About the only way I can tell you about my suite in this castle is to take pictures of some of my rooms. Am enclosing some postcards of the place that I found in my writing desk. You can see what nice inlaid floors and oriental rugs we have. These cards show only a couple of the less ornate rooms. Guess the pictures of other rooms were too popular and have been carried away.

I have received your #460 (Aug 20), 461 (Aug 22) and 462 (Aug 23). Your #460 was written after a 3 day vacation from letter writing - your wild spree in PG.

I guess I can go back to indenting paragraphs now that there are no more military secrets for you to interpret.

I hope our tires hold out. I want to drive when I get home.

Herbert's letter of Aug 23 gives me a detailed account of the prune dehydrator.

I put Joe Knott in command of the 312th FA Bn. Higher Headquarters may ship in a Lt Col over him, but I'm not asking for one.

The Division Commander Bent the Assistant Div Comdr over today to see if our castle was big enough for Division Headquarters!! Such a way for a dinner guest to act! We didn't show him all the castle, and he is telling Genl Watson that there isn't space enough for Div Hqrs. We filled him with wine from our enormous barrels in the wine cellar - bribed him, so to speak.
 

#404

Mainberg (vic. Schweinfurt), Germany
3 September 1945

Beloved,

Because yesterday was Sunday and today is Labor Day, mail has been nil. Did I say nil? I had no sooner written the above line when in came the mail orderly with the following: A little booklet entitled "Overweight and Underweight" from Metropolitan with an enclosed card saying that it was sent at the request of Mrs H.B. Enderton; a package from you containing "A Bell for Adano" and cookies; your #463 (Aug 25), and #464 (Aug 26); and a letter from Mom. Now time out while I read your two letters.

To go on to your next letter: Mrs Baer was listening to her imagination, for the 79th is still here- until October? November? December? She probably heard that Max Taylor had gone to West Point as Supt.

Will you check your records to see if you wrote any of the following letters (I haven't received them)? 451 (Aug 9?), 452 (Aug 10?), 455 (Aug 13?)

To go back to our castle again: We have 25 permanent employees plus 9 that come weekly to clean up. Our permanent help consists of a manager, interpreter, caretaker, two cooks (men), 3 waitresses, 4 chambermaids, 2 kitchen girls, 3 cleaning women, 2 laundresses, 1 ironing & sewing woman, gardner, 3 gardner's helpers, and 1 handy man. Will make a diagram of my suite and maybe send it in another letter. Only Kodachrome could do justice to a description of my rooms.

I have a pair of scales in my enormous and luxurious bath room. Looked in the mirror today and note that many gray hairs have appeared since you told me that you loved me up to 180 or 190 pounds.

Corps is trying to find places for all their excess Colonels. Rumor is that Russ Heasey may be assigned here. He ranks me.

We are being assigned infantrymen to take the place of artillerymen that we have transferred out. What a personnel mixup!
 

# 406

Mainberg, Germany
6 Sept 1945

Darling,

Covered about 150 miles yesterday inspecting PW and DP camps as well as our troops. Was tired when I got through, and fell asleep faster than I have ever done. Didn't even have one dream!

Am enclosing a map of our combat route. How does it compare with your notes?

Poor paper; poor pen. Hope you can read my scratching.

We are still losing men and officers and getting some new ones in exchange. It is no longer the 79th Div Arty of old. We have received infantrymen and tank drivers that are supposed to replace radio operators and gunners.?? What a mess!

Russ Hensey (Colonel who ranks me) was transferred to the 79th. I was afraid he would be put in as Div Arty Commander. Yesterday he was transferred out to a Group, so didn't even show up.

Shall I send you a snapshot of my "occupational shadow" or moustache which remains on until I know I'm going home?
 

# 407

Mainberg, near Schweinfurt, Germany
7 September 1945

Beloved,

Your latest letter, No. 465 was dated Sept 27 - I guess your thoughts were a month ahead.

Herbert's atomic airplane looks deadly. He may be a great designer some day.

Martine must have read the same article I did if she advised you not to throw too many responsibilities at me in the beginning. I'm sure you are not a responsibility, so throw yourself at me continually.

Did I ever describe my bedroom to you? You can enter it direct from the long hall that runs along my suite, or you can come in from "your" room, or from the luxurious bath room. The furniture (bed, two night tables, chest, clothes closet etc) is highly polished mahogany trimmed with gold. Oriental scatter rugs almost cover a beautiful hardwood mosaic patterned floor. At the foot of my bed is a couch covered with a plush covering. (I guess that was for the slave). The other large piece of furniture must be a chaise lounge or something like that. It has a curved back and ends. French windows lead to balconies overlooking the river and wooded hills. The color scheme is white, blue and gold. The down filled comforter is gold silk and has hemstiched and drawn work sheet buttoned to it. The various bed pillows also have very fancy linen cases. I love to lie in bed and look at the ceiling, for it is the most beautiful part of the room. It has an enormously large circle recessed about a foot into the ceiling. The recessed part has molded design studded with gold. Hidden lights illuminate the recessed part of the ceiling. If those lights aren't enough, there is a huge chandelier hanging from the center of the circle. There are three or four closets in the room. In one I keep field jackets, field coat, and shoes; in another shirts, trousers, and dress-up clothes; in another things like pajamas, underwear, and socks. In one mahogany case I have my liquor locked up. In a dresser I have socks, handkerchiefs, cigars (very few), etc. A radio is on one of the mahogany night tables; a lamp, clock, and telephone are on the other. Pictures of my darling family are scattered around the room where I can best see them. The toilet is in a room off the bedroom (two doors between the bedroom and toilet). As I said before, other doors lead to "your" room, the hall, and the bathroom. There are two oil paintings probably stolen from some museum. Oh yes, the walls are of a light blue silk-looking material - probably paper. I really ought to go into my bedroom to write this, so that I won't forget too much.

Last night one of our enlisted men tried out the electric organ and also the grand piano in the music room. Both are in Al shape.

I haven't as yet played billiards or ping pong in the Game Room, nor investigated the Photo Lab with its enlarging equipment, etc.

We have our own Chapel on this floor; it should be no effort to go to church now.

The salon or room where the electric pipe organ and grand piano are located, is sufficiently large to hold the entire Battery should we choose to show movies there.

My bed is turned down for me every night, my pajamas laid out, slippers put into sight etc for me. Any clothes that need buttons, repairing, cleaning or pressing are left on the couch in the morning, and by evening they are hanging in the closet. The maid keeps fresh linen towels on the racks (heated) in the bathroom - so I never have a dirty face towel. The bath towels are about two yards square, and, being on heated racks, are always warm. All rooms, wash stands, bath etc are kept spotlessly clean. The linen sheets and pillowslips are changed twice a week. The laundry (including mine) is done down in the castle laundry daily.

Want to live in my museum hotel? My private elevator brings us direct to my suite.
 

#409

Mainberg, vic. Schweinfurt, Germany
9 Sept. 1945

Beloved,

Your nice consoling letter #467 of Aug 31 arrived last night. I am sorry my Aug 15 letter upset the family so much. Poor darlings. Just remember that the war is over, that I won't have to fight the Japanese, that I am faithful, and that I love you more than any man ever loved anyone. Pretend that I won't be home until Spring, and then when I show up earlier it will be a pleasant surprise.

Even the Plymouth suffers. If that woman ran into your car sideways, dented your fender and cracked your headlight, I don't see how your bumper dented her car. But I guess anything can happen when Mrs Palmstag drives a car. (I have to shake this pen about every line; makes writing difficult. Hope the APO doesn't like my Parker 51 too much).

The films of the 35mm are all in one roll, which makes sending negatives containing me rather difficult. Will try to have some larger prints made of those and send them to you. Chemicals and printing paper are scarce; you have to find a soldier amateur photographer who has looted materials.

I got enough exercise yesterday. In the morning I inspected every room in every building occupied by five batteries of one battalion. Much stair climbing. In the afternoon I walked down the steep road from out castle, across the highway and railroad tracks to the river; crossed the river in a tiny cable ferry boat, and inspected our Air Section. I was met with sweat when I got back up this hill. A nice hot bath in the long tub felt good.

Then before dinner, Lt Col HK Palmer (classmate) who is now Executive, Jo Prybila (S-3) and Habgood (S-4) and I had Scotch and soda on my loggia sun porch. For location, see the floor plan that I sent to you yesterday. After dinner, some of our officers took off to spend the night elsewhere. I have refused to allow fraternizing here.
 

# 411

Mainberg, Germany
12 Sept. 1945

Darling,

Yesterday's mail brought me #466 (Aug 28); it arrived after #467 did, #466 was so cheerful that it helped erase the disappointment caused or contained in 467. Also I received the envelope with 3 pages of cartoons. I am pleased that someone had numbered them 1, 2, & 3, for sometimes it has been difficult to determine the sequence of Lil Abner, etc.

Have been doing much traveling around in the Chevrolet inspecting the scattered Batteries of our scattered Battalions. I often have lunch with one of the Battalions instead of returning to the castle.

I am getting terribly spoiled; I hope you can put up with me when I get back. Here are some of the reasons: I have that enormous suite with luxurious bedroom, bath etc. (did you get the floor plan I sent?). My bed is turned down, my pajamas and slippers laid out for me each night. The sheets and pillow cases are fine linen and very "purty". My golden down filled comforter, to which the top sheet is buttoned, is light in weight, but warm. I can lie and look at the beautiful ceiling with indirect lighting, or read by my bed lamp, and listen to good music from my radio which is within reach while lying in bed. A house telephone is on one night stand, and I am awakened in the morning by the switchboard operator who says "Good morning Sir; it is 6:30; time to get up Sir". I lie in bed for 15 more minutes, and then go to that Hollywood bathroom, which is the only heated room in the castle at the present time. (It has hidden radiators connected with the hot water system).

The meals are delightful. Six of us field officers eat in a small dining room next to the large one. Both rooms have lovely white table cloths and big napkins; napkin rings. The array of silver on each side of our plate is impressive. We usually have three or four forks, two knives, and two or three spoons. Lovely gold-edged crystal glasses - wine glasses, water glasses, fruit juice glasses. Beautiful Bavarian china. Perfect service from three waitresses who know how to serve, and know that the Colonel likes large helpings of lettuce salad and of fruit salad, and that the Colonel is trying to please his wife by taking only a tiny serving of such things as potatoes.

We have a bar just off the "coffee room", which is just off the lounge room. After a day's dusty trip, I take a bath in my long tub; dress for dinner; and at 5:30 the officers assemble in the lounge room - one acts as bar tender. We have plenty of cognac, wine and beer. (In addition, I have Genl Winn's share of Scotch, gin, and Cointreau liqueur). Wine is served at every dinner (we have barrels of it in the wine cellar).

I don't have to worry about laundry, or dry cleaning. I throw my soiled clothes in the laundry hamper, and they are laundered, ironed, and put away in the dresser and shelves for me. Things to be cleaned and pressed I leave on the sofa in my bedroom; I find them hanging in the closet that evening.

My entire suite is cleaned each day; not a speak of dust; all the many ash trays are kept emptied of cigar butts and ashes.  The oriental scatter rugs are kept straightened out after I skid on them.

I have a telephone in each room of my suite, so that, for example, if I want Prybila and Habgood to join me for a Scotch and soda before dinner and decide to drink it on my loggia overlooking the river instead of in the lounge room, I can phone the kitchen and have ice and soda brought up to the loggia. (I have a complete set of all types of glasses already in the suite).

At night my Aide (Lt Bakken) turns on the lights along the long hall and in my bedroom so that I can get to my room without fumbling in the dark for light switches. If I come back from a trip and consider that I have climbed enough stairs during my inspection, I enter the private elevator from the courtyard, push the button, and get off at my floor. I and the Executive are the only officers who have a key for the elevator.
 

(# 412

Mainberg, Germany
Sat, 15 Sept 1945

Beloved,

Last evening was my lucky day; I got three letters from you, one from Mom, and one from Alice. Yours were #468 (Sep 1), 469 (Sep 3) and 470 (Sept 5).

I like to hear that you are cleaning out a drawer for my clothes and things. It brings me a little closer.

Where do you get the "230 pounds we saw in that picture"? I weigh 91 Kilos, or 200.2 pounds.

Speaking of week-end guests, we have a bunch of them. We had to billet the cast of the USO show "Dear Ruth". There are 2 enlisted men, 6 males, and 5 females. The males, and one female who is married to one of the cast, have quarters in the castle. The balance of the women are in a guest house at one side of the courtyard. The group arrived in time for dinner last night. Dinner was barely over when an Air Corps lieutenant arrived to spend the night. He is engaged to one of the girls of the show. We put him up for the night and gave him to understand that it was for just one night. Apparently the rest of the cast are more sympathetic towards the lovers, and it is rumored that some of the girls doubled up to give the engaged girl a "room to herself". Orders are being issued to the Guard not to let the Air Corps inside the gate after this.

I finished "A Bell For Adano". It is quite a "GI" book. We have several Capt. Purvises here.

Yes, the shotgun-rifle is called an "over and under". There are "over and unders" with just two barrels.

Too bad you can't unbend the ends of the aluminum tube and look at the pictorial history of the 79th. I have sent, by Air Mail, a smaller map showing the Division's travels.

Am going out to inspect now.
 

# 413

Mainberg, Germany
17 Sept. 45

Dearly Beloved,

First, a report of letters received from you: #471 (Sept 5), 472 (Sept 6) and 473 (Sept 7). I wonder what happened to #451 and 452 (between Aug 8 and 11), and 455 (Aug 13)?

Did I tell you that I bumped into Ray Finley's nephew in one of our artillery battalions? At present he is helping run one of our DP camps. Not much resemblance to Ray.

Tell the children that one part of using field telephones is to see that the wire is laid so as to be out of the way - not underfoot. I was sure the phones would be worth the postage.

And the flashlight is for the children to use - until the battery goes dead. I doubt if the beam is powerful enough for a spot light for marionette shows. It is a good idea, though.

Tell Mrs Buckley that points are not computed for Regular Army officers or Generals. So you too looked as though you had been out late the night before, talked too loud, and had too much make up on? I'm in favor of your Campbell Methodist Church.

Did Mrs Buckley tell you that her husband stutters also?

I told myself once that I wouldn't pass on to you any rumors about our status over here, and that I wouldn't tell you that I was coming until I was on my way. But the thought occurred to me that the papers might print something that would arouse your hopes unjustly; so I'll continue to pass on the rumors. It is rumored that the 79th will leave in November, but as a Category IV unit, rather than II. At present, only one Regular Army officer returns with Category IV units - the commanding General. (If we return as a Category II unit, all Regular Army officers would return with it). Naturally, I hope we stay in Cat, II, but the rumor is pretty strong that we'll become Cat. IV. Nothing official has come out on it yet.

I was toying with the idea of trying to get ordered back to Sill as an instructor, however distasteful it would be. (In fact I would detest it). I would rather be at Ord - even with Bill Lucas in the vicinity.

Last night I went to see the play "Dear Ruth", and enjoyed it immensely. I needed an opportunity to laugh. The actors are good and the play is good. Think I'll see it again tomorrow night - the last date in this area before the show moves on.

I didn't know that blended whisky could be bonded. Maybe so. Habgood's brother brought him a quart of Old Grandad. We may dip our "occupational shadow" moustaches into it and try to forget our misery.

I'll never be worth anything to the US Army as long as my heart, my thoughts, and soul are with you and separated from me.
 

# 415

Mainberg, Germany
20 Sept. 1945

Dearly Beloved,

Another "field day" in letters. I have four from you and one from Wakeland. Yours are # 474, 475, 476, and 477 (Sept 9,11,11, 12).

Your Sept 7 letter to the American Tobacco Co. ought to bring results - probably a check to you from their advertising Dept., if not anything else.

Yes, I knew that Doug Wahl was Wyche's brother-in-law. Doug never boasted of it - in fact, wanted it kept quiet to avoid any possible mud slingers' comments. Both are good men, and need not have worried. I'm glad Mrs H is writing Mrs Wyche to tell her how good I think Genl Wyche is.

No, I haven't received any letter from Alice about your beautiful garbage can. (Will my 51 pen never get back??).

Do I remember Edie Kitt Hutchinson? I'll say I do. When I get home, you'll just have to pull the "Welcome" mat away from the door and pull in the latch string to discourage visitors. You seem to have had a few too many.

We have had beautiful weather lately. And the moon is so attractive when it is reflected in the rippling water of the river far down below my balcony.

I think I told you about making arrangements for Joe Knott to get home early by giving him the Motor Instructor's vacancy at the Field Artillery School. He leaves tomorrow. Now if his promotion ever gets through, the Knott family should owe me some cigars.

Wakeland's letter was quite bitter about his treatment in the Army. When transferred from the 79th to go home, he was sent to the 1st Div and then to the 9th Armored Div, and finally got to Marseilles. He will go home disappointed. He is not ashamed of the part he played in the war effort, but of what he has to show for it. He said that for all the recognition he got from his former battery commander he might as well tell his son that he only went to Europe for the ride.

It seems that he should have gotten the Purple Heart, and didn't. (I hadn't heard about that). He ended his letter: "But, Sir, I thank you for all you did for me - you were a gentleman if one ever lived - and you're the only Army officer I care to ever meet again in civilian life". I was quite touched.
 

# 416

Mainberg, Germany
22 Sept 45

Darling,

I am just a wee bit weary this morning, having traveled over 300 miles yesterday inspecting PW and DP camps in the (our) 315 Inf. area.

In my letter #414 1 enclosed a recipe for something we ate (called "ein Meat ball") a few nights ago. They were good.

Joe Knott and Habgood left enroute for the US and Ft Sill yesterday. Ray Firehock leaves today.

All the Form 66-1 cards (data showing ratings, qualifications etc) on Regular Army Officers were sent to Corps yesterday, so that they can look them over and determine whether there are any jobs in the ETO for any of us. I'm not volunteering for anything over here.

As for the enclosed clipping: From what I have read, the "era of moral looseness" has already arrived in the U.S. I remember what you have told me about some of our officers wives that we know. I have had many requests for emergency leaves from men who want to go home and straighten out family difficulties. The Chaplain has just showed me a letter that one of our men has just received from his wife. It was a pathetic letter. She had gone to a cocktail party, had too much to drink, and got home at seven the next morning. She doesn't remember just what she did. The Husband told her to take her two children and leave. She said she was ashamed and sorry, but that didn't help now. I have been hearing too much of people's troubles; and not enough of their happiness. Quite depressing.

I have been talking about my children quite a bit lately. I like to tell people how talented and bright they are. Alice's criticism of the phonograph record has been heard by many. After all, not many men have as much right to boast about their offspring. And after all, no children have as nice a mother.
 

# 417

Mainberg, Germany
23 Sept. 1945

Dearly Beloved,

The enclosed snapshots were taken by an officer experimenting. Some are not good, but they give a partial idea of my temporary quarters.

Rumors are that we'll be in the castle only a week more; on Oct 1 to a tent camp again; Oct 15 from tent camp towards a port where the Division (less Regular Army officers) will await its turn to be shipped home. This is all still tentative; as yet no official word has changed the Division to a Category IV unit.

Also rumored is that Third Army wants XV Corps to release me to the XII Corps as Corps Artillery Executive. XII Corps Arty is at Regensburg southeast of Nurnberg. If this is so, I'll be in the castle only a few days more.??? Isn't it confusing!
 

# 418

Mainberg, Germany ((All in pencil))
24 Sept. 1945

Darling,

I should be getting a stack of letters from you; mail service has been poor for me the last few days.

Am about to take off on another inspection of PW and DP camps in another area (Infantry) - will be gone all day. Should take off a couple pounds walking and climbing stairs.

Am enclosing a couple of enlargements from the 35mm negative. Did it look like this when you used the magnifying glass?

I'll have to have a side view taken of my middle to show you that my figure is really presentable.
 

# 419

Mainberg, Germany
25 Sept. 1945

Darling,

Got your #478 (Sept 1(13) and #479 (Sept 14) along with Alice's letter with drawing of the new garbage can.

Corps just called and wanted to know if I wanted to be G-4. I said "No!"

Speaking of peanut oil: We had peanut butter ice cream yesterday and it was delicious. It was similar to our old friend butter pecan.

I don't blame Ann for not wanting to be left behind to have her teeth taken care of. I too never want to be left behind again.

New rumors today. The 79th was erroneously mentioned on the radio as a temporary Occupational division or "liquidating" outfit. Next day the Division was to sail in October. Today the rumor is that "we" stay where we are until Oct 15. By "we" I mean the 79th, not necessarily me.

I doubt whether I can find an eyepiece for binoculars here. Such stores have not opened. It would be easier to find the lost eyepiece.

The whole roll of 36 exposures that I recently took with my camera is no good. I especially wanted it to come out good, for I had some lovely shots: A stone tower on which the Germans had printed for our benefit "Onward, slaves of Moscow"; two, three, and four cow teams pulling carts and wagons; old women plowing fields; young and old women shoveling rubble in bombed out areas; young and old women pitching hay; many pictorial views. (It sounds as though the European working women pictures were taken with maybe a malicious intent to show them to you when you get tired).

The tiny snapshot of me smoking a pipe was enlarged to about 12x16". Will send it when I can find a tube. How did you like the enlargement of part of it? Rather sour. Must have been after one of Genl Winn's conferences.
 

# 420

Mainberg, Germany
26 Sept. 1945

Darling,

There is one thing in this castle that I especially like. She is a lovely girl and I'm tempted to bring her home with me. She is simply adorable! (I should continue on like this and wait until you get to the next page before telling you that she is a statue).

She is seated sidesaddle on a horse, and is looking down at a love-sick swain who has thrown his lyre on the ground. Her face, arms and hands (and his face and hands) are exquisitely carved ivory perfectly blended into the silver and gold metal of which the balance of the statuette is made.

I'll try to take a picture of it, but I doubt whether the lighting will bring out the tenderness that the ivory carver has placed in her face.

(Sounds as if I had been over here too long. I have!)

The marble base adds to the weight of the statuette. The whole thing is quite difficult to move, although it is only about 12" high.

No transfer orders on me yet.

I hope higher headquarters will someday soon realize that there are plenty of Colonels over here, and want to send me home.
 

# 421

Mainberg, Germany
27 Sept. 1945

Beloved,

Got two letters plus cartoons from you last night: #480 (Sep 15) and #481 (Sept 17).

No, as yet I haven't received your #451 of Aug 9. 1 did get #454 of Aug 12.

I mailed you a tube yesterday containing an enlargement of the tiny snapshot of me with pipe in mouth- taken in Cheb, Czechoslovakia. The Chaplain is taking shots of my suite. Will mail them to you when they are finished.

I was told yesterday that I would be transferred to XII Corps Arty as Executive Officer. They are in Regensburg southeast of here. Will go there some time after the 1st of October. The 79th, less Regular Army Officers, will sail the latter part of October to the States for deactivation. I find it hard to express my feeling for the 79th. In peacetime, one doesn't object to being transferred from one outfit to another after 2 or 3 years tour of duty. But leaving an outfit with which you have served in combat is a different thing. It is more a part of you. Guess I'm too emotional. Maybe I could do like that doctor in Panama who wanted to go home, and kept fishing with a string and pin from his water glass at the dining table until he was sent home for observation.

No, darling, I have never got "more or less drunk" over here. Sometimes I feel that I would like to, but after all a C.O. must set a good example for all these wild officers with an "overseas look" in their eyes.

I enjoyed your inclosed letters to and from the Roi Tan cigar people. Do I send you or them "request letters"? PLEASE SEND ME TWO BOXES OF CIGARS.

I just got some "De Luxe Phillies" through Genl Watson's Aide. They are a good 10 cent cigar.

By the way, did the silk "escape map" get to you in one of my packages long ago? You never mentioned it, and as the things are scarce and valuable, I wonder if it was removed by postal people.

Guess what I found in the road late the other night when I was returning from a trip to Division! In the middle of the road was a violin case, and inside was a violin and bow. It was at the foot of the hill near where the enlisted men are billeted. I think they had had some local orchestra playing for a dance for them, and probably the violin dropped from a vehicle when the musicians were being taken home. The violinist must have been drunk, or he wouldn't have lost his instrument. I'll wait a reasonable length of time for an inquiry of lost articles.

It looks like a cold winter here.

P.S.

I have just bought a box of beautiful handkerchiefs (2 or 3 in the box). They are fine - probably expensive, but I have very little use for my money, except to get things for you. I don't think you'll want to give these away to Jean, Bimmy, Mother or anyone else. If there are 3 (I haven't examined the box yet), I suggest one for you, Ann, and Alice. If there are but two, I'd keep them yourself.

Also bought a small toy automobile for one of our boys. It is about six inches long, and winds up with a key. It has a gear shift lever - 4 speeds forward and one reverse; clutch for shifting gears. The steering wheel moves the front wheels.

These items were allocated to us for purchase- by the PX.
 

# 423

Mainberg, Germany
1 October 1945

Darling,

This will be my last letter from the castle and from the 79th Div Arty. Tomorrow morning I go to Hq. XII Corps Arty , which is at Regensburg, southeast of here.

My latest letters from you are #482 (Sept 18) and #483 (Sep 19). The Enderton family seems to turn out gorgeous cakes.

As soon as I get to Hq XII Corps Arty I'll write you my new APO number. I hope I lose none of your letters in this exchange of APOs.

No, I don't know Genl Gillem. My main problem is to get out of the ETO; and home to my wife.

Why did I start writing this letter in such small letters! I must think of your eyes!

I had hoped to inclose snapshots the Chaplain took of my rooms, but they aren't ready yet.

I am mailing you today a roll of exposed but undeveloped color film. Please take it to an Agfa agency for developing and printing. (Do not open the aluminum can containing the film).

Have to pack today. I do hate to leave this castle!

Darling, I need you so much! If I have to stay over here for many more months, I probably can be shipped home for "recuperation leave", and return here. Personally, I think they have more Regular Army officers here than they need. In fact, I doubt if Patton knows how many he does have.

I hear that Hq XII Corps Arty has the APO 312.
 

# 424

Regensburg, Germany
3 Oct 1945

Darling,

Left the castle at 8:30AM yesterday to drive down here - a 5-1 hour trip in a sedan. I brought two sedans down; kept the Plymouth here, and sent the newer USA car back. (Regensburg is on the Danube; the air is cold).

I was surprised that I got away at 8:30AM yesterday. The officers gave me a "farewell" dinner at which many speeches were made complimenting me. I got to bed at 3:30AM and got up at 6:45. Was all packed and ready to go. The Mess had put up a fine lunch to eat along the road. Also some wine and cognac were put in cartons for me to bring along.

I have been assigned, temporarily I hope, a room in a hotel downtown. It has steam heat - its only good quality. The room is small, and I have my bedding roll and cartons of junk stacked high on top of the clothes locker. (The clothes locker has a small wooden rod for holding clothes - it is about to break. Underwear etc are piled in one side of the locker where there are a few shelves). The bed is fairly comfortable, but not like my last one. There is no shower or tub on the whole floor; have to go to the basement for a bath. (Down four flights of stairs). The stairs may help my waist line. There is a wash stand in the room with hot & cold water (cannot be used for drinking). A desk and two straight backed chairs and a night table comprise the balance of the furnishings.

A German bus runs from the hotel to headquarters. Office hours 8AM to 5PM. I eat meals in the hotel dining room or out here at the Battery.

Am to be the Corps Arty Executive. Bill Ellery is here - the only one I know. Genl Lenz is Corps Arty Comdr. Sundt's brother has one of the Corps battalions.

The Plymouth will have to have a lot of work done on it: the generator doesn't work any more; hence no lights and not enough electricity to start the motor. Also has a leak in the gas tank. Needs new spark plugs too. Hope it gets fixed soon, for I don't like to ride around in an open Jeep after being spoiled by a sedan.

Am enclosing some snaps for you. Will mail those I took of my castle rooms when I can get an envelope large enough.

Please inform Mom and the children of my new address:

Hq XII Corps Arty, APO 312
% PM New York, N.Y.

Genl. Lenz says that he will try to get Corps to authorize me a house next to his. If so, Ellery and I will probably move in. At present, Ellery is living in the General's house.
 

# 425

Regensburg, Germany
4 Oct 1945

Darling,

In yesterday's letter I didn't tell you that on the night of Oct 1, just the day before leaving the castle, I got your #484 (Sept 20) and 485 (Sept 21- postmarked Sept 24).

I checked the voltage in this hotel room, and set my radio to 110volts. (It is adjustable from 110 volts to 240 volts. Was surprised when the fuse on my radio blew out. It seems that this end of the hotel has direct current, while the rest of the building has A.C.! What a place! My radio won't play on DC.

Over at the castle the other night I heard a song which I call the "Regular Army Officers' Song"- it was titled "I'll be home for Christmas, but only in my dreams". I wonder!

Am mailing you a bunch of pictures of the castle - mostly of my suite. Now you can see where you slept in my dreams.

I hear that Chas Pyle is going to be brought to this city to command the 4th Armored Div Arty. He now has the 90th Div Arty in this Corps.

Tomorrow I'm going to phone the Corps Billeting Officer and see whether he can't find me a better place to stay. A Colonel is moving out tomorrow; he had a room with bath. Maybe I can get a house with one of the Corps' Gs (G-1, G-2, etc).

Genl Lenz took off for Vienna this morning, and will not be back until Saturday night. That may prevent me from flying back by Cub plane to the castle for the final 79th Div Arty dinner and party they are giving before leaving.

I took a trip today to visit one of the Corps Arty battalions and to see their DP camps etc. The Danube is as blue as the Colorado is silvery. It rained most of the trip.

Bob Montague has the artillery of a division under this Corps.

I miss not being able to play my radio. Maybe I can move into a room that has AC. I don't like living in a hotel. I don't like living in Germany. Alice Ave will be so much better than any castle in Europe!