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Helen Angell Fox letters to Bess Peebles Fox, January-May 1944

1944-02-27 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 1

Feb. 27, 1944
Dear Mother,
No letter from you to answer today, so I'll just ramble on a bit, as is suitable on a Sunday afternoon. I got a letter from Eleanor Perry, the recreation worker (permanent) at Forest Glen, who was in my recreation class. She gave me the news of my special friends. I want to keep up a correspondence with her, as it is a link with all the people I know there. All three of the other temporary workers who were there when I was have gone.
You'd have died laughing at us a few days ago. The nurses were going to march somewhere and we decided we'd march too. We got into what we thought was the back of a platoon and were standing there smugly when darned if they didn't turn around and we were in the front! The lieutenant giving the commands must have wondered who let us in, as we didn't know right from left. Linden expressed it perfectly afterwards when she said she felt like a horse in church. Now we are careful to get in the center and cover ourselves up with nurses.
You'd also like the sanitary arrangements. Our barracks were built with men in mind, I should judge, and the cosy little

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Feb. 27, 1944 Dear Mother, No letter from you to answer today, so I'll just ramble on a bit, as is suitable on a Sunday afternoon. I got a letter from Eleanor Perry, the recreation worker (permanent) at Forest Glen, who was in my recreation class. She gave me the news of my special friends. I want to keep up a correspondence with her, as it is a link with all the people I know there. All three of the other temporary workers who were there when I was have gone. You'd have died laughing at us a few days ago. The nurses were going to march somewhere and we decided we'd march too. We got into what we thought was the back of a platoon and were standing there smugly when darned if they didn't turn around and we were in the front! The lieutenant giving the commands must have wondered who let us in, as we didn't know right from left. Linden expressed it perfectly afterwards when she said she felt like a horse in church. Now we are careful to get in the center and cover ourselves up with nurses. You'd also like the sanitary arrangements. Our barracks were built with men in mind, I should judge, and the cosy little