Showing posts with label WW I. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WW I. Show all posts

Thursday, March 1, 2018

March 1, 1918 - Division Inspection Signals Deployment Nearing

 

 
3-1-18 Camp Logan Texas

Dear Ones All:  Can’t find time to write a letter tonite but will try to get time & news enough to pay tomorrow or Sunday.  Yesterday had Div. inspection and inventory.  Checked everything issued and such personal things as towels, wearing apparel, shaving & toilet articles etc.  Hope it is a sign we will move presently, but am not very sanguine.  Not before April 1st anyway the way it looks now.  Today Maj. Roth was field officer again.  But only had horses out twice as his two long trips we made in a car.  Started doing his tent work as well as well as riding this morning.  So I’ll be busier than ever.  Expect Dora will soon be on her way home.  Give her and Margaret a great big hug for me.  Was invited up to a musical by the Houston women’s Choral club last nite by Mr & Mrs Karn.  It was fine.  Will try tosend you a program.

Love to all. George 


 


Tuesday, October 3, 2017

October 3,1917 - George's Train Journey and Canteloupes

Hoxie, Arkansas
Oct 3, 1917

Dear Home Folks:

            On our way to Texas, forty strong.  Left Jefferson Barracks at 9:45 on the Missouri Pacific. Now we’re leaving Hoxie and the train waves so I can hardly write.  Except for the town this is a forsaken looking country, and even in Hoxie there were four hogs roaming in the streets.

            I am black from cinders.  Cotton fields are getting common.  Also lots of corn and a little rice. 

            We have kits containing plate, cup, knife, fork and spoon.  For dinner we had corned beef, beans, molasses, bread and coffee.

            This sure is the land of the hook-worm.  We’re on a special coach hooked to an express so only stop at good sized towns, and are making good time.  Can’t leave the train but will try to get this mailed at next station.  At one town we passed this noon a merchant sent us out some cantaloupes and distributed them to the car windows free.  They sure tasted fine.  There are 10 engineers in this bunch with myself. One other is from the 23rd Co.  He is from Chi[cago].  Name is Getlings.  We are riding down to-gether, in fact have struck up quite an acquaintance.

            Must close now with love to all.

                        Write me at

                                    Camp Logan

                                    Houston, Texas

 

                                                George