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John William Graham letters, July-September 1942

1942-08-30 Page 1

Dear Dad and Mom: It;s a beautiful Sunday morning here, sun is shining brightly after another very cool night. By noon I'll be sweating that's the way the weather is out here. Boy is it cold working all night and on the ramp. I have written to Grandma, Aunt Cora, and Uncle Raymond this morning so I'm doing pretty well. I just watched a model plane flight, it flew fine. One of our fellows in this barracks does nothing but build model planes in his spare time. It flew better than some of our bombers with pilots in them. We start on another [complete?] engine change on one of our planes this week. It's a big job but when we get these planes fixed up they should be in good flying order. They require a good bit of maintenance however because they fly almost constantly. The combat crews are getting their high altitude flying suits they are surely grand. sheepskin lined leather pants, jacket and boots. They should really be warm but the boys need them it is 20 degrees below zero at 20,000 feet and the planes go up still higher. The field now has a U.S.O. club it is an old CCC barracks moved in here from someplace. It had its grand opening last night but I was working. I would have liked to have seen the show last night too it was "Sergeant York" I had seen it once but it was worth seeing again. I'll have to go over and see what they have there. Yesterday I had a letter from Fred B. and one from a friend at Ship Field. He was at [Chamete?] Field Ill. when he wrote, taking an instructors course. He lives at Michigan City, Indiana, maybe someday I can see him if we go to [Famber?]. He's a nice guy. How do you get clothes clean that are awfully greasy, mine are a mess haven't tried to wash them but know I won't be able to get them clean. Will [rinse?] do it.

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Dear Dad and Mom: It;s a beautiful Sunday morning here, sun is shining brightly after another very cool night. By noon I'll be sweating that's the way the weather is out here. Boy is it cold working all night and on the ramp. I have written to Grandma, Aunt Cora, and Uncle Raymond this morning so I'm doing pretty well. I just watched a model plane flight, it flew fine. One of our fellows in this barracks does nothing but build model planes in his spare time. It flew better than some of our bombers with pilots in them. We start on another [complete?] engine change on one of our planes this week. It's a big job but when we get these planes fixed up they should be in good flying order. They require a good bit of maintenance however because they fly almost constantly. The combat crews are getting their high altitude flying suits they are surely grand. sheepskin lined leather pants, jacket and boots. They should really be warm but the boys need them it is 20 degrees below zero at 20,000 feet and the planes go up still higher. The field now has a U.S.O. club it is an old CCC barracks moved in here from someplace. It had its grand opening last night but I was working. I would have liked to have seen the show last night too it was "Sergeant York" I had seen it once but it was worth seeing again. I'll have to go over and see what they have there. Yesterday I had a letter from Fred B. and one from a friend at Ship Field. He was at [Chamete?] Field Ill. when he wrote, taking an instructors course. He lives at Michigan City, Indiana, maybe someday I can see him if we go to [Famber?]. He's a nice guy. How do you get clothes clean that are awfully greasy, mine are a mess haven't tried to wash them but know I won't be able to get them clean. Will [rinse?] do it.