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PREFLIGHT TRAINING April 1943 to June 1943
Dear Mother,
Last Sunday I was the Senior Officer of the Day for the group and was busy the entire day. I had to sleep in the orderly room that night and about two o'clock in the morning received a telephone call from the Red Cross. A wife of one of our boys was seriously ill and the Red Cross asked that he be granted an emergency furlough. I had him on his way home in twenty minutes - pretty fast work.
Monday was open post and so I went in to town. I bought my shoes and then picked up Jean. We saw, "The More the Merrier" - had supper and spent the evening out at Brekenridge Park. Then I was Junior Officer of the Day yesterday, which kept me plenty busy. We finished our academic phase today. My final average was about 98.6%. It's the best I have heard of around here. Here's something for you to figure out - my waistline is 29 inches now and my weight is 176 pounds. Seems like the Army certainly hasn't hurt me. Roger Flood certainly doesn't surprise me, that sounds just like him. I just received a letter from Dick - says he has a furlough coming up in a few days or so - the lucky bum!
According to all schedules, I'll be leaving for Primary in 8 days. Been receiving mail from our upperclassmen. Seems like about 45% of them are still left - the rest have "washed out" - woo is me! But, all I can do is take a shot at it. Seems like some fellows can make it and some can't. It's not brains or physical condition, but more than anything, the breaks and your instructor. But, I have a good chance of being a ground school instructor if I wash out. Anyway, our Senior Academic Officer told me so - and that's good enough for me. Well, I must be closing now, so...
Lots of love,
p.s. Mom - please take care of Betty's graduation present for me. I just don't have the time to keep looking. I haven't seen anything worthwhile in San Antonio anyway. Thanks. Love, Jack
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