TRANSCRIBED FROM THE OSCEOLA TIMES MAY 3, 1918 P. 5
Camp Sheridan, Ala.
Mother O’mine:
Well mother I will now try to write you a few lines to let you know how we are progressing.
Everybody from around home is in the best health and seem to be enjoying themselves.
I am setting in the Y. M. C. A. writing this and must say we certainly have a nice place here. You see we have church here also. Every Thursday if we have any clothes that need fixing the Red Cross chapter of Montgomery comes out and does it in the Y. M. C. A. so I guess you can see how much all us fellows like this place.
I don’t beleive I told you when I was home about our Chaplain. His name is Harry McLane and he’s all man and a yard wide. You would hardly think by his actions that he ever saw anything that goes on but he sees more than any other man in the Regiment.
I worked last night til late finishing a map for the Colonel so slept late. You see on Sunday morning we can get up when we feel like it. We have muster at 9:20 a.m. muster only comes once a month. Its nothing more than a roll call to see if we are all here. Of course everybody has to look clean.
Have you received the box yet? I sent it quite a while ago and I hope that it does you food. I worked pretty hard to get the sap.
How’s Dad and Uncle Frank, also Margaret?
Tell Margaret to be sure and send those cookies and doughnuts.
We had some dinner today! Eggs for breakfast and “Rabbit tracks” corn flakes, coffee and bread and butter. For dinner we had pork chops, potatoes gravy, peas, tomatoes, fruit salad and bread, butter and coffee, don’t sound much like starving does it?
Jim Huston of Arcadia and twelve other boys were picked for duty overseas this morning and will be placed in quarantine waiting the call to go.
It rained all last night and is pretty cloudy today. I don’t believe I ever saw anything half as green as the grass here is. Yesterday afternoon I went back of our Camp to get some flowers to decorate our mess table for today, you should have seen the boquet I brought back, Mountain Laurells, roses. Wysteria and dogwood blossoms seem to grow everywhere.
Just think Wysteria vine grows wild here. It certainly is a wonderful place. Ferns are shoulder high here now, roses in the city are out in blossom and present a very pretty sight.
Well give my regards to all and keep lots of love for yourself and I will close.
Your son,
R. E. Dillery.
NOTES: This letter was written from Camp Sheridan, Alabama by Reemes Dillery to his mother.
TRANSCRIBED BY CHLOE SMITH
Camp Sheridan, Ala.
Mother O’mine:
Well mother I will now try to write you a few lines to let you know how we are progressing.
Everybody from around home is in the best health and seem to be enjoying themselves.
I am setting in the Y. M. C. A. writing this and must say we certainly have a nice place here. You see we have church here also. Every Thursday if we have any clothes that need fixing the Red Cross chapter of Montgomery comes out and does it in the Y. M. C. A. so I guess you can see how much all us fellows like this place.
I don’t beleive I told you when I was home about our Chaplain. His name is Harry McLane and he’s all man and a yard wide. You would hardly think by his actions that he ever saw anything that goes on but he sees more than any other man in the Regiment.
I worked last night til late finishing a map for the Colonel so slept late. You see on Sunday morning we can get up when we feel like it. We have muster at 9:20 a.m. muster only comes once a month. Its nothing more than a roll call to see if we are all here. Of course everybody has to look clean.
Have you received the box yet? I sent it quite a while ago and I hope that it does you food. I worked pretty hard to get the sap.
How’s Dad and Uncle Frank, also Margaret?
Tell Margaret to be sure and send those cookies and doughnuts.
We had some dinner today! Eggs for breakfast and “Rabbit tracks” corn flakes, coffee and bread and butter. For dinner we had pork chops, potatoes gravy, peas, tomatoes, fruit salad and bread, butter and coffee, don’t sound much like starving does it?
Jim Huston of Arcadia and twelve other boys were picked for duty overseas this morning and will be placed in quarantine waiting the call to go.
It rained all last night and is pretty cloudy today. I don’t believe I ever saw anything half as green as the grass here is. Yesterday afternoon I went back of our Camp to get some flowers to decorate our mess table for today, you should have seen the boquet I brought back, Mountain Laurells, roses. Wysteria and dogwood blossoms seem to grow everywhere.
Just think Wysteria vine grows wild here. It certainly is a wonderful place. Ferns are shoulder high here now, roses in the city are out in blossom and present a very pretty sight.
Well give my regards to all and keep lots of love for yourself and I will close.
Your son,
R. E. Dillery.
NOTES: This letter was written from Camp Sheridan, Alabama by Reemes Dillery to his mother.
TRANSCRIBED BY CHLOE SMITH