TRANSCRIBED FROM THE DEQUEEN BEE DECEMBER 14, 1917 P. 2
U. S. Naval Training Camp.
Mare Island, Cal. Nov. 29, 1917.
Dear Father:
Expect you wonder why I don’t write, but to be truthful about it, I have been rather busy and have just neglected writing, received your letter some time ago, also a card about two weeks ago.
How are you by this time? Well, though, I suppose as usual. I am in the best of health and enjoying navy life. I believe the navy chow agrees with me pretty well. At least I am getting fat and have a greater appetite each day, I believe.
I want to tell you about our Thanksgiving dinner. We had some dinner, believe me, turkey, boiled ham, cranberries, mashed potatoes, dressing, fruit salads, pie and cake, ice cream, cocoa and besides all that, a large tray of apples, oranges, pears and bananas, also a tray of candy and mixed nuts. Uncle Sam even furnished us with smokes today.
Now about the amusement of the day We had a real old picnic or celebration, whatever you might call it. Had all kind of racing, from foot racing to boat racing, jumping contest, the tug of war and I don’t know what all. In the afternoon a baseball game between the O. C.’s of San Francisco and our navy team. They only played six innings. The O. C.’s scored twice to our nothing, but they didn’t make that until the last half of the fourth inning. It was sure a good game between the electric school and the hospital apprentices. They tied on that game. Neither side got a chance to make a score. Then we are having a boxing contest tonight. I must bring this to a close pretty soon, and go see the contest. I haven’t missed hardly anything so far today, so don’t want to miss that. The winners are all getting prizes in cash. The electric school has had their share of the prizes so far. Don’t know how they are going to come out in the boxing contest. Well, I guess this is about enough on this sporting subject.
The weather is still nice here. Had two light frosts already, but the day are like summer ones. The grass is still green and the flowers all blooming nicely as you often hear how nice they are in California. Well must ring off.
Your son,
Robert.
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TRANSCRIBED BY JACOB GREEN
U. S. Naval Training Camp.
Mare Island, Cal. Nov. 29, 1917.
Dear Father:
Expect you wonder why I don’t write, but to be truthful about it, I have been rather busy and have just neglected writing, received your letter some time ago, also a card about two weeks ago.
How are you by this time? Well, though, I suppose as usual. I am in the best of health and enjoying navy life. I believe the navy chow agrees with me pretty well. At least I am getting fat and have a greater appetite each day, I believe.
I want to tell you about our Thanksgiving dinner. We had some dinner, believe me, turkey, boiled ham, cranberries, mashed potatoes, dressing, fruit salads, pie and cake, ice cream, cocoa and besides all that, a large tray of apples, oranges, pears and bananas, also a tray of candy and mixed nuts. Uncle Sam even furnished us with smokes today.
Now about the amusement of the day We had a real old picnic or celebration, whatever you might call it. Had all kind of racing, from foot racing to boat racing, jumping contest, the tug of war and I don’t know what all. In the afternoon a baseball game between the O. C.’s of San Francisco and our navy team. They only played six innings. The O. C.’s scored twice to our nothing, but they didn’t make that until the last half of the fourth inning. It was sure a good game between the electric school and the hospital apprentices. They tied on that game. Neither side got a chance to make a score. Then we are having a boxing contest tonight. I must bring this to a close pretty soon, and go see the contest. I haven’t missed hardly anything so far today, so don’t want to miss that. The winners are all getting prizes in cash. The electric school has had their share of the prizes so far. Don’t know how they are going to come out in the boxing contest. Well, I guess this is about enough on this sporting subject.
The weather is still nice here. Had two light frosts already, but the day are like summer ones. The grass is still green and the flowers all blooming nicely as you often hear how nice they are in California. Well must ring off.
Your son,
Robert.
NOTES:
TRANSCRIBED BY JACOB GREEN