Friday May 2, 1941
Dear Mary Rose:
Kinda late reply isn't it? Well, I have plenty of excuses. Monday I had stable guard. That's from 6:00 P.M. to 6:00 A.M. and no time to write. Tuesday we went on an overnite ride, and really had a tough time. We reached our destination at about 8:00 P.M. and was it dark? Why you know it. We had to tie our horses to the picket line, feed them and unsaddle in the darkand carry, saddle, bridle, saddle bags, blanket, rifle, raincoat, pistol, night pack and ourself to a certain spot through the bush. Then we ate. Then slept on the cold, cold ground. Do you get the idea? And the physical discomfort I went through for whosit? Oh well it was grand experience so I'll know what to expect the next time. Wednesday and Thursday I cleaned dusty equiptment as a result of the overnite ride.
We really had a peach of a ride this afternoon. A lot of cantering and jumping. How's your riding coming along? I suppose the stiffness has now left you and you're ready to mount up again. Not so?
I was sorry to hear about the rough tactics resorted to by Don, in an attempt to get Gerald F. out of the way. But why did he have to include Dick? I hope both the inquired parties are recovering rapidly.
Ash is also out of the hospital and is feeling fine as evidenced by the fact that he allowed the barber togive him a short, very short, haircut today.
Really now I must close and will await your speedy reply.
As Ever
Stan.
Cincinnati Ohio
May 5, 1941
Dear Stan;
Almost you have been gone two months and by the time you are reading this it will be two months- then just six more two months and you won't even have to look overnite rides in the eye. Golly I was on the verge of thinking drastic thoughts such as a horse or something taking you down a peg or two when I didn't hear from you but no- I was wrong- You're in the army now.
I spent the weekend getting my nose sunburnt tearing around Columbus and Sunday night was spent in trying to find my way home and I felt like I was going in circles for hours. Of all things I become lost in Cincinnati after having dropped a friend at her home in no man's land and from there on it was one round of turn right at the next corner and left at the next stop light and June saying "Well do you think we're really lost" As if she didn't know. Someday I'll get my directions straightened out- By the way what does being lost remind you of? Could it have been the wrong bridge. it was fun though. Tis said "a winner never quits and a quitter never wins". That sounds alright to me but doggone this in between stuff. I rolled up a neat eighteen (18) on two holes of golf and then it was too dark to play- probably a good thing or I would have broken the course record on "How not to play golf".
Mary Jane Qwail, Jay's girl friend to you called me up and told me all- about Camp Forrest and what goes on. We're planning a look at the pictures she took in the near future.
Hummy in his letter said Perhaps you will come home in June- do you really think so or was Hummy just day-dreaming.
Well today it happened- Mandy got an engagement ring from Bill Rithsmalty- they tell me that is his name- you know him because I've heard rumors to the effect he was the neighborhood ruffian when you were knee high. Also, June Wise is R. Mohrhans secretary and we have a new blond in the office. Dick Asbury was arrested for speeding in his car- it must have been an awful big hill. Last week Tom Lett's mother died after a long illness, but still it was unexpected and hit him quite hard.
Well- not trying to be funny or I am trying . I'll close with a ha ha I got the last word in and a hope that you don't spend your nights guarding stables and what not and await your answers.
Sincerely,
Mary Rose
P.S. I haven't forgotten your picture either. Has it been taken? answer please.
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