July 14, 1944

Dart’s is the sole letter written on this day. An “uneventful day” still produces a six-page letter. He and his 24 classmates were assigned their bunks, met their Chief Fire Controlman and learned more about life on Treasure Island.

The first knowledge they gleaned was that it’s extremely brisk here. Although the sun was shining all day, the harsh wind off the bay made their blue uniforms barely warn enough. Anyone who has to be outside for any length of time wears a pea coat. The same wind stirs up a constant dust storm “like it owns the place.” His class gets liberty this weekend, but since Dart’s a little short on cash, he doesn’t think he’ll see much of the city this time.

They have graduated from sea bags to actual lockers for storing their personal gear – lockers that are a great place for photographs. He’s asked his parents to forward the one of Dot, even though they’ve expressed an interest in keeping it. He’s eager to add to his photo collection with the snapshots taken of the two of them in Greenwich.

He expresses his wish that he had an update on the state of Ruth Chamberlain’s health. She must have been a sick cookie while he was visiting.

Then, he makes a confession to Dot. Before he came to Greenwich, he had made a date with Jeanne, the Catholic girl he used to date, for after his return. He wasn’t sure how he and Dot would react to each other when they saw each other again, and he’d always enjoyed Jeanne’s company. After falling so much more in love with Dot over his brief visit, he said he just kept wishing while he was with Jeanne that she were Dot. “It makes me feel almost guilty of a sacrilege or something of the like…I know we had no agreement of any kind not to go out with others, but an experience like that relieves all doubt in my mind. It’s you I love and no one else.”

He misses her like crazy and eagerly awaits her first letter. He has learned that if his class does well on their studies, they’ll complete this school in 16 weeks. “If I keep off report and am an exceptionally good boy, I’ll come out seaman first class and go to further school in San Diego where I have a chance for a petty officer’s rate.”

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2 thoughts on “July 14, 1944

  1. There are many references in the letters between these two to pictures they have taken, yet we never get to see them! I shouldn’t be so greedy, because we do have more photos of that time than many folks and photos are ephemeral, but I’m conditioned by years of seeing family photos of every event and gathering.

    1. I either thought or wrote the same thing! I’ll post those two you sent me recently in the next day or so, but I’d love to see the ones referenced in the letters.

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