November 21, 1917 - Soldier's Social Life and Family Loss

Camp Logan, Nov 21, 1917

Dear Home Folks:

            There isn’t much to write but I will write it just the same.  Thank Heaven! My week of K. P. was finished last night.  Was very sorry to hear of the death of Herman’s nephew[1] namesake.  One never knows when they may be called, do they?  Things around here have quieted down some, no further indications of a very early departure, so don’t worry.  We are woefully lacking in equipment and will surely get some of it before they move us.   

            Sat. nite Mohn and I went up to Karnes where we met Miss Carnes and from there went to Woodland Heights where there was a party staged to come off.  But on arrival we learned that one of the hostesses was sick and that the party had been called off by phone to those who could be reached.  We were invited in, as of course we had been expected, and soon 4 other Engineers arrived who had also been expected.  Then we enjoyed a pleasant evening talking and later playing 500. Mohn and I won 2 out of 3 games. Miss Carnes played too and Miss French part of the time.  One of Mohn’s tent mates was there, but neither one knew that the other one was going to be there.  One of the fellows depended on his pall bringing him a pass.  I wish you could have seen his face when his pal arrived and told him he had been unable to get the pass.  I understand he managed to run the guard all OK, however, Mohn and I just barely made camp in time to get by with our passes which were limited to 1:00 A.M. Sunday morning. 

            We were to go down river in Mr. Karnes’ brother’s motor boat Sunday, but it rained ‘til about 8 A.M. so we went out to the house for dinner again instead.  They are surely good to us.

            I had to pay a pal $1.00 to take my place in the kitchen Sunday but I consider it was worth it.

            Things are going along in the same old rut this week.  Took ten pictures while out to Karnes but it was rather dark so fear they won’t be very good.  We got a stove for our tent yesterday, so with stove, sweater and blankets I am very comfortable even tho I have no overcoat.

            Well, I must close again now, with lots of love to all.

                                                            George

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[1] This would be Herman F W Weber, son of Julius and Amelia (Emillia) Weber, born 10 Apr. 1900 and died November 1, 1917.  He was only 17 years old.  Herman (later he became George's sister Susan’s husband) was three years younger than his brother Julius.