Lester’s first letter home was post marked November 1, 1941 11:00 a.m. in Great Lakes, Ill. Notice the first-class postage stamp for 3 cents.
I have a little time now after dinner so will write a few lines. I am getting along fine so far & like it OK. We have pretty good eats & plenty of it. We sleep in hammocks which are rather hard to get in & stay in, however I haven’t fallen out yet. We are pretty busy most of the time, rolling clothes & etc. We roll our clothes instead of pressing them.
We have been issued clothes, bedding & toilet articles including a comb. After getting my haircut I don’t understand why they included the comb. We have absolutely no use for it. Maybe we will be able to use it someday, before I come home, I hope. We haven’t been vaccinated yet, probably get those this afternoon. If anyone asks about me writing them a letter I probably won’t be able to for the three weeks while in quarantine. Our time starts Friday.
There are 120 boys in a company, sixty on this floor & sixty on the floor above. They are a mighty nice bunch of boys, some are full of mischief of course but no bad ones.
I haven’t seen the sun since leaving Kansas City Tuesday evening. We rode all night & didn’t get into Chicago until about nine Wednesday morning. We crossed the Mississippi before daylight. I was awake but couldn’t see much. I think they must have been having a flood as it looked as though the water was all over the lowlands. There were seventeen of us from Kansas City & we had a Pullman car all to ourselves. We had breakfast in the diner at $1.00 per. But we didn’t have to pay it.
I talked to Gentry over the phone a few minutes but it was so noisy I could hardly understand him. I am sending my key in this letter. Will have to close now. Write soon.