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Stone, Robert L. (1921-2009) to Jacob Stone and Beatrice Stone

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Gilder Lehrman Collection #: GLC09620.022 Author/Creator: Stone, Robert L. (1921-2009) Place Written: Ellington Field, Texas Type: Typed letter signed Date: 2 May 1943 Pagination: 2 p. : envelope ; 27.8 x 19.6 cm.

Summary of Content: Addressed to "Dad and Bee." Tough week with tests and two big parades and it's warmer. He was made the Squadron Supply Sgt. and is now in charge of the supply room and shoe repairs. The job comes with a lot of benefits, including his own room. Bob left base to go to Houston and go swimming in Galveston. He was a "dope" and was out in the sun too long. He is miserable and burnt. He thanks Bee for attending to his pen, and asks if she could send him a pair of swimming trunks. The date is written as "Sunday Nite" but "Letters in a Box" notes the letter was written on May 2, 1943. Letter is typed on U.S. Army Air Forces letterhead.

Background Information: Robert "Bob" Stone was a Bombardier in World War II and served in the Pacific Front. These letters, were compiled by Bob's wife, Sheila M. Stone, and Ali Adair into ...a book named Letters in a Box. This book details Bob's service to his country, and his life after the war. Bob's letters were donated to the collection by his wife, Sheila M. Stone, in 2017. It contains a variety of letters, postcards, patches, pins, photographs, and scrapbooks that relate to Bob's training and combat missions. See More

Full Transcript: [Draft Created by Crowdsourcing]
Sunday Night
Dear Dad and Bee:
Have a few minutes before retreat and so I'll bat out a or two retiring. The past week was a ...tough one scholastically as well as physically since we had several tests and two parades. It has gotten lots warmer (if possible) and so I didn't relish doing anything strenuous.
Last week I got a rather nice break when I was made Squadron Supply Set. What it means is that I'm in charge of the supply room and to see that we have all the mops, brooms, soap, buckets, etc. that we need. I also have to take charge of having all the squadron's shoes sent up to the repair dept. It's really quite a responsible position and the work is good experience. Also, it makes me one of the squadron officers and so I'm excused from the hour of drill every afternoon. Also, we get out first on open post and also get an extra open post every Wednesday night. The last, and most welcomed, of the priveledges [sic] is that all of the officers were put into little rooms instead of living right in the row of bunks in the barracks. In each barracks there is a small room at one end that is shut off from the rest by a door. It's swell to have our own room because you can get lots more work done in the quiet room instead of amidst the hubbub of the barracks. I'm in a four main room with the squadron commander, a flight lieutenant, and our squadron first set. As you can imagine, I welcome the new authority and the breaks that go with it: Also, if you're a cadet officer it goes on your record and that follows you from field to field, and if you do a good job it speaks for you.
Last night I left the post for the first time since I've been here. I went to Houston which isn't a bad town although I'd take any eastern town the drop of a hat. Today I had a really swell time when the three of us went

up to Galveston for the day swimming. It was really loads of fun to don a bathing suit and loll on the beach. Of course I was a dope and stayed too long in the sun and am really miserable right now. From head to toesI'm as red as a lobster. I've never had such a bad burn, and I only hope that it feels better in the morning. Frankly, I doubt if I get any sleep tonight. Incidentally, we hitch hiked all the way which is about forty miles. We got rides up and back without even holding up our thumb. The people were surely swell. On the way down a young major from Camp Wallace took[struck: us] [inserted: us] most of the way.
Thanks loads Bee, for attending to my pen. It works fine now. I'm using the typewriter only because I feel too punk to push a pen tonight. If you can find my swimming trunks, I'd appreciate it if you'd send them to me in case we go swimming again. They are a light tan [inserted: canvas-like] pair of trunks with a removable belt. I think they're in my trunk with my white tennis shorts. Thanks muchly.
Must run now as bed-time is nearing. I won't get much sleep but at least I'm going to give it a try. Thanks loads for your letters.
Lots of love,

A/C R.L. Stone
Bombardier Wing
Group 21 Squadron 20
Ellington Field, Texas

Lt. Comdr. J. C. Stone
375 Park Avenue
New York City
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People: Stone, Robert L., 1921-2009
Stone, Beatrice Hecht Marks, 1901-1962
Stone, Jacob, fl. 1894-1985

Historical Era: Great Depression and World War II, 1929-1945

Subjects: World War IISoldier's LetterMilitary CampMilitary ServiceAir ForceAviationMilitary EducationTexasTranscript AvailableCrowdsourced Transcript AvailableTranscript Project: Robert L. Stone's World War II letters

Sub Era: World War II

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