Showing posts with label Marines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marines. Show all posts

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Stacking BBs With Boxing Gloves

June 2 1952
Sea of Japan

Bowling was a popular sport in the 50s
Hi Norm,

How's my baby? I'm O.K. 

I received your letter today and was real happy to hear from you. Also, I was happy to get the paper clippings. They are about the only way I can up with the baseball [season] over here.

I hear the scores once in a while on the radio, but they never give any details.

I feel pretty good today. We didn't have to get up until noon.

And we don't have anything to do this afternoon. It's refueling day, in case you haven't guessed.

But for the last 72 hours up to midnight last night, we had had eight hours sleep. 

We only have 8 more days to go out here, then it's all over and we can head for home. And right now I think I could do eight days stacking BBs with boxing gloves on.  

You like just about everything I do, except bowling. I don't care for it in the summer, but it's a good winter sport, especially for a climate like Detroit has.

We went up around Manchuria last week to pick up some Marine flyers who were down behind enemy lines and was it cold up there, about like home in March. But we got the "jarheads" (Marines). They were a little cold and wet, but otherwise O.K.

Now we're back down south again where it's warmer.

Norm, I can't think of anything else to write, so I'll sign off for this time. 

Answer soon.

Love, 

Monday, June 22, 2015

Ridge Runners and Hillbillies

USS Valley Forge
July 2, 1951


Raid on a moonshine still in Boyd County, Kentucky, ca. 1928. Note the row of bottles at the mouth of the rock shelter.
Ohio River Portrait Collection contributed by Harry Boone Nicholson Sr. Kentucky Historical Society Collections.


Hi Norma,

How's the kid?

I just received two letters from you this morning and they were most welcome, "believe me!"  I wrote you two letters, one Saturday and one Sunday, but went out on the beach and forgot to mail them, so I threw them in the can and am writing again.  If you want to get mad at me this time, I promise not to do it again.

I didn't go any place this weekend.  I was slightly broke, but today was payday, so I'll start all over again.

I hope you kids get that cabin in Canada and if I was home I would like to go with you.  I could use a short vacation.

Tell your cousin I know that everyone from Kentucky is a hillbilly.  Worse than that, they are ridge-runners and that she can't deny it.

"Boy," is it hot here, in fact, it is the hottest its been out here in a long time, according to the old timers out here.

I tried taking some snapshots to send you, but none of them turned out any good, so right away, I'm going into town to get some made at a studio over there, something I won't be ashamed to send you.  

Pretty soon, I guess, we will be pulling out of here for San Diego to pick up our air group, then if they get things cleared up in Korea, we might not have to go back there.  

I hope they do end it, not because I don't want to go, but because of the Marines who are getting shot up there.

Well, kid, I've got to go up on the flight deck now and it is almost time to go to work.

So answer soon.

Your pal,

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