Dearest Marjorie,
Well, today was on of those days. Nothing went right. First, we got a new Tac officer again -- one that looks like Boris Karloff in a bad mood and acts like an angry field manual. "Strict disciplinarian," he says. Second, repercussions from my form 5 were sudden and violent. 3 gigs for the form 5, plus 3 more for dust around the bunk. For a grand total of 6 gigs for one day! That's really travelling, even for me. It means restriction next wweek-end, not the one coming but the one after.
Wig has been relieved of his candidate duties and is over in the casual department waiting shipment, as I mentioned. My bunkmate -- Ohio State man -- is at the hospital now. 3 other N.H. men have dropped out, and another has been in the hospital too long to catch up with us.
I do hope your grippe is better by now, honey. I have been very lucky in not having even a mild cold yet.
When you get to a dictionary will you make certain of the correct pronunciation of "vehicle" and "obstacle." If I've been wrong 21 years I want to know about it.
I love you always, honey, you know,
All yours,
Wallace
Wallace's Tent on Salisbury Plain
Writing a letter with candle on clipboard, see Oct. 16 letter
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