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David R. Elder correspondence, February-March 1945

1945-03-11 Donald R. Boyer to Dave Elder Page 2

supposed to learn too much - as most of my service time has been spent as a master-at-arms - you know - one of those beland creatures. Anyway, that's what they tell me I'm going to be again, directly. I sorta thought I was going in X-mas - but I don't hope to be here too darned much longer so I guess I'll just quit thinking. (As though anyone is allowed to think. Heh heh.)
I haven't had much chance to see much of this place, but what I have seen is pretty nice. Seems nice to me anyway. My, how it is changing. These Seabees don't fool around any. Great bunch of fellows - those that I have met - & I have had an occasion to meet quite a few, all of whom I know by name. That is one advantage of my job. Don't misunderstand me - I'm still with my hospital outfit, though, I sure think it would be good duty to transfer over as a nurse-maid to the Seabees.
Well Dave - writing is a rough job anymore. Poor wife - she must really think a lot of me to put up with so little writing. Hehheh. But shucks - I have no complaints about my life here (am I kidding), in comparison to other guys, I mean. I've been receiving the Scuttlebutts right along and I sure enjoy reading it. Perhaps if you need women to help fold em - maybe you might call my wife (only don't tell her I said so) - I'm sure she'd be glad to help - if she can find some way to keep that little scamp of ours out of trouble. Just a thought. So long for now.
Sincerely
Don
Donald R. Boyer, PhM 1/c
U.S. Fleet Hosp. #103,
c/o F.P.O, San Francisco, Calif.

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supposed to learn too much - as most of my service time has been spent as a master-at-arms - you know - one of those beland creatures. Anyway, that's what they tell me I'm going to be again, directly. I sorta thought I was going in X-mas - but I don't hope to be here too darned much longer so I guess I'll just quit thinking. (As though anyone is allowed to think. Heh heh.) I haven't had much chance to see much of this place, but what I have seen is pretty nice. Seems nice to me anyway. My, how it is changing. These Seabees don't fool around any. Great bunch of fellows - those that I have met - & I have had an occasion to meet quite a few, all of whom I know by name. That is one advantage of my job. Don't misunderstand me - I'm still with my hospital outfit, though, I sure think it would be good duty to transfer over as a nurse-maid to the Seabees. Well Dave - writing is a rough job anymore. Poor wife - she must really think a lot of me to put up with so little writing. Hehheh. But shucks - I have no complaints about my life here (am I kidding), in comparison to other guys, I mean. I've been receiving the Scuttlebutts right along and I sure enjoy reading it. Perhaps if you need women to help fold em - maybe you might call my wife (only don't tell her I said so) - I'm sure she'd be glad to help - if she can find some way to keep that little scamp of ours out of trouble. Just a thought. So long for now. Sincerely Don Donald R. Boyer, PhM 1/c U.S. Fleet Hosp. #103, c/o F.P.O, San Francisco, Calif.