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Conger Reynolds correspondence, April 1918
1918-04-24 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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and are a long way from being as bright and cheerful and clean. There's a car for the doctors and nurses with a dining compartment and a separate, cozy little room for each person, an officers dining room and lounging car, a pharmacy car containing also the major's office and an operating room, a kitchen car, a bunk car for the detachment of men, a supply car, and ward cars each containing bunks for thirty to fifty men. Good, comfortable bunks they are, too, with arrangements for electric fans and lights for all, and even racks for magazines. As we passed through the kitchen, a colored soldier who used to cook on trains between Atlanta and Birmingham, sah, was just taking some flaky, brown, prune pies from the oven. You don't know how long it's been since I had pie, so you can't understand how deeply I was touched at the sight or how sorry I was that we couldn't accept the major's invitation to stay for lunch. The train was empty we had no opportunity to see how the fellows who land in it are taken care of. But it was easy to see that nothing was lacking to make their travel easy. I suggested to the major that it was well few soldiers knew what the hospital trains are like or we should be having men sticking their heads above the parapets in order to get a ride. This afternoon a lot of maps I had requisitioned came and I had as much fun as a boy with new toys getting them
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and are a long way from being as bright and cheerful and clean. There's a car for the doctors and nurses with a dining compartment and a separate, cozy little room for each person, an officers dining room and lounging car, a pharmacy car containing also the major's office and an operating room, a kitchen car, a bunk car for the detachment of men, a supply car, and ward cars each containing bunks for thirty to fifty men. Good, comfortable bunks they are, too, with arrangements for electric fans and lights for all, and even racks for magazines. As we passed through the kitchen, a colored soldier who used to cook on trains between Atlanta and Birmingham, sah, was just taking some flaky, brown, prune pies from the oven. You don't know how long it's been since I had pie, so you can't understand how deeply I was touched at the sight or how sorry I was that we couldn't accept the major's invitation to stay for lunch. The train was empty we had no opportunity to see how the fellows who land in it are taken care of. But it was easy to see that nothing was lacking to make their travel easy. I suggested to the major that it was well few soldiers knew what the hospital trains are like or we should be having men sticking their heads above the parapets in order to get a ride. This afternoon a lot of maps I had requisitioned came and I had as much fun as a boy with new toys getting them
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