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Nile Kinnick correspondence, December 1942-March 1943

1942-12-20: Page 02

I usually got up about 9:30 or 10, wrote a couple of letters, and then descended to the coffee shop for a large breakfast which also served as lunch. I believe Elsie Louise, refers to such a meal as brunch. There in the quiet of that small hotel, with the morning paper at my elbow, I would casually consume an half grapefruit, some cereal with cream, bacon and eggs with whole-wheat toast, or perhaps, hot pancakes and sausage, finished off with a cold glass of milk. Do you think you could have made out alright on that? My trip from Greensboro to Norfolk was awful, however, the connections being very poor. I had to change trains twice, once in Danville, once in Richmond, and in the latter place the train was an hour and a half late pulling out. Travel on common carriers these days is a nightmare-crowded with tired soldiers, harried mothers, crying children, drunken sand crabs, windy seat-mates, poor ventilation, ad infinitum. I left Greensboro around noon, and didn't get off the ferry from Newport News to Norfolk until 11:30 that night. I was due at the station airbase at midnight. Happily, I managed to hail one of the few cabs available and checked in at 11:55-not much to spare. Today one of the boys from Iowa, Sam Garton from Humeston, handed me a small clipping from the D.M. Register denying the truth of the rumor that I had perished in a crash. It has been well over a week since that story was going around. Just how it started I have no idea, for I have had no trouble whatsoever. That of course, is what the AP was calling about, but I didn't want to  

*civilians-so called by Navy personnel.

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I usually got up about 9:30 or 10, wrote a couple of letters, and then descended to the coffee shop for a large breakfast which also served as lunch. I believe Elsie Louise, refers to such a meal as brunch. There in the quiet of that small hotel, with the morning paper at my elbow, I would casually consume an half grapefruit, some cereal with cream, bacon and eggs with whole-wheat toast, or perhaps, hot pancakes and sausage, finished off with a cold glass of milk. Do you think you could have made out alright on that? My trip from Greensboro to Norfolk was awful, however, the connections being very poor. I had to change trains twice, once in Danville, once in Richmond, and in the latter place the train was an hour and a half late pulling out. Travel on common carriers these days is a nightmare-crowded with tired soldiers, harried mothers, crying children, drunken sand crabs, windy seat-mates, poor ventilation, ad infinitum. I left Greensboro around noon, and didn't get off the ferry from Newport News to Norfolk until 11:30 that night. I was due at the station airbase at midnight. Happily, I managed to hail one of the few cabs available and checked in at 11:55-not much to spare. Today one of the boys from Iowa, Sam Garton from Humeston, handed me a small clipping from the D.M. Register denying the truth of the rumor that I had perished in a crash. It has been well over a week since that story was going around. Just how it started I have no idea, for I have had no trouble whatsoever. That of course, is what the AP was calling about, but I didn't want to *civilians-so called by Navy personnel.