11/16/44 Italy
Hi Honey:
No mail for a couple of days makes it hard to write. No questions to answer and no comments to make.
I’m a little griped this morning. The armament section has been absorbed by ops-engineering, and I have spent a week getting them moved down here. The armament officer is a good kid, but a former G.I. Now I don’t hold that against anyone, but unfortunately most of them have a soldier’s and not an officer’s attitude. Many of them would much rather be soldiers again. I just can’t see that. I’ve spent most of the day getting the combined sections organized with one file system, message routing, etc. The soldiers and WACs are working at it, and I think we will have something when we get through. I’m almost tempted to build an empire. There is enough work to really justify same. It sure does feel good to have work to do, responsibility, and people working for me.
The boss got back from his trip just now. His trip home seems to have run into a slight snag, but I don’t think it will make much of a difference.
Yesterday I sent about 5 envelopes of souvenirs home through the Base Censor. I think most of it will go through alright. It includes stuff from Africa, Malta, Italy, and Cairo. It looks like junk, but there is a story behind each piece. I just hope I can remember same when I get home.
Well, Toots, that’s about all for now. Work to be done. Take care of yourself until I can get there to take over. Happy hunting on Sadie Hawkins Day.
Love, your old man, Cy