Camp Wadsworth
Dear Aunt Ida:
Your letter came a few days ago and I have just got around to answer it.
I am getting along fine and I don’t mind it so much since I have got used to this kind of camp life.
Last
week I was put in the kitchen to be a mess Sergt. for our Co. mess. I
go to school twice a day. I think I will like it very much. All I have
to do is see that the work is done in the kitchen and take care of the
supplies I will let you know how I come out on the job. It seems now
that the Co. is going to be filled and I expect we will do something
soon. There was a rumor that we were going north but I guess there is
not anything to it. It would be fine if we could go to Fort Ethan Allen
but no such luck.
We have been playing ball here three games a week and have had good luck but don’t expect it to last much longer.
There
was a fellow from Mass. that committed suicide this morning (when we
were all to breakfast) in the bath house next to ours and of course all
the boys had to go down and look at him. I was one. He cut his throat
from ear to ear with a razor. He had more courage than I would have or
want.
We have all got new rifles and packs so we are ready to go any where they want but all we lack is the men.
I
stay at the camp most of the time now and I haven’t got much to write
about. Before I went in the kitchen I used to go down town to get a
feed but now I have most anything I want. This noon I had tenderloin
stk and mashed potatoes with green peas so you see I am better fixed
than some.
Hoping that finds you both in good health.
I remain With Love
Ervin
