(Corp. John Petrow, of Company E, is The Daily Freeman-Journal’s correspondent while the company is stationed at Camp Claiborne, La.)
Thursday, Oct. 9—Well, the furloughs started today and were the men excited. Corporal Meyer’s car was the first one to leave and he took my heart with him. Man am I homesick. With him were Corporal Lovelace, Privates Butler, Obe, Brenton, Larson and Philbrook. After that they left so fast that I couldn’t keep track of them. Oh well, we had ten swell days, and there’s more coming, I hope. Not much doing today. Just review.
Friday, Oct. 10—Got a little rain today. Cooled things off though. We’re fixing up the company area. We’re putting sod all around the mess hall and planting some bushes. It really looks swell. There is a lot of work connected with it though. Sergeants Meyers and Bever are in charge and the works are moving right along. The colonel was around inspecting again today and again he complimented Mess Sergeant Meller on his clean kitchen. He deserves a lot of credit for a grand job. Went to a show at the recreation hall tonight. Very, Very nice.
Saturday, Oct. 11—Inspection this morning. Ordnance and bunk inspection both. The colonel and a major inspected every tent in the area. He seemed satisfied and he complimented us on our area. Right after dinner the boys took off. Some went to town and some to Baton Rouge to see the football game. Sergeant Peters and John Miller went to Forest Hill and took an airplane ride. Being in my usual financial status, I stayed home and went to the show, “Navy Blues,” very funny. Listened to the radio and went to bed with the stove on as it’s getting pretty chilly nights and it’s making sleeping an extreme pleasure.
Sunday, Oct. 12—Went to church this morning and then played football. Well, all of the men have gone on their furloughs. Fifty per cent of the company has left and it is lonely. We had about 25 here for dinner. Man it’s lonely. What I wouldn’t give for one of W. C.’s malts. We had some company yesterday. Mrs. H. R. (Sarge) Mahoney and Mrs. Eugene Willson an Keith Van Fleet’s friend, Beulah Fowler, drove in right in the middle of a big rain. Boy it looked good to see some local beauty around here. Got all the local news from Mrs. Mahoney. Very quiet in camp tonight.
Monday, Oct. 13—Back to the field again today. We’re getting ready to go to the range so we’re doing some brushing up on the marksmanship. It’s rather dry stuff, but very essential. We had about 22 men in the field. Boy what a small company. The sod detail is coming along swell. We had company for supper tonight. The captain’s wife, Mrs. H. R. Mahoney and Sergeant Wilson’s wife and Miss Fowler dropped in for some of Co. E’s famous grub. Another show at the recreation hall tonight. Pretty good.
Tuesday, Oct. 14—Same old stuff in the field again. Pretty hot, too. Wonder how well the boys are doing on their furloughs. Man I’ll bet they’re having a picnic. If they don’t it’s their own fault. Will get ours in a couple of weeks, so far as we know. Went over to the regimental football meeting tonight. We’re going to get some pretty nice equipment too. Chicken for supper tonight. After supper we went over to “Markay” stadium for a jam session by Negro boys from the 367th inf. They were swell, too.
Wednesday, Oct. 15—Well it cooled off a little today, so it wasn’t so bad in the field. We started the day by getting an extra half hour of sleep. It’s new hours down here now. That extra sleep doesn’t hurt my feelings one bit. Wednesday afternoons off. Played football. Pvts. Alvin Fisher and Orville Jondal each got a big angelfood cake in the mail. And were they good. When the word got around that there cakes in camp, the lines formed quicker than they do at supper time. Went to the show with Privates Heggin and Hargan, but got turned down because we didn’t have ties on. Those M. P.’s just don’t listen to reason. Oh well, “HiyaBill.” I’ll see you in a couple of weeks. I hope.
Corporal Petrow
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