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27 January 1945

 

Dear Folks:

I don’t think this will be much of a letter but better write anyway.  It was just another day today with no high spots.  Dan Gottman came over for a little while so I showed him the pictures and the clipping you sent.  He always likes to talk about the NPV.  He told me a four-foot snake got under his cot the other day and scared him to death.  I guess there are a few cobras around and hope I don’t run into one.

I just heard the mail plane go over so perhaps the day will end up with a letter or two.  No packages yet.  I heard over the radio a Liberty Ship was sunk 400 miles west of Hawaii.  I hope it doesn’t have our boxes on it.

Had a good rain today so of course we are walking in mud again.  We have our ‘office’ in a pyramidal tent and have the floor covered with sand, we also sleep in it.  We keep dry and live under pretty good conditions.  Of course we keep our stuff in boxes and filed desks so we can move in a hurry.  I imagine Dad you’re moving your office around as much as we do.

Just opened a beer—pretty good and it’s cold – I mean as cold as we can get it here.  We get all kinds and most of it is good.

A safari of ‘gooks’ is just going by the tent – must be 25 of them – each with a can that they collect our food that we don’t eat.  The little boogars especially like coffee.  So many of them are diseased I don’t like to get too close to them.  The first thing in the morning, girls start coming around getting washing.  They beat them on rocks and do a good job.  Some of them are kind of cute, but I don’t go for their smell.

Guess I’ll go up to the 1st sergeant and check on my mail.  Well I believe this is all.  I’m feeling fine and have my appetite going again.  I know how you feel about Phil leaving but this is for sure, he will appreciate his home and his parents more than ever before and he will come to realize how much (he) has enjoyed.  He will be alright.

Love,

Harold Moss Signature

Categories: Beer, Laundry, Military daily life, Military food, Mud, Office, Phil Moss, Prisoners of war natives, Radio news, Rain

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Harold’s Whereabouts

Leyte, Philippines

Photos

Original 27 January 1945 page 1
Original 27 January 1945 page 1

Original 27 January 1945 page 2
Original 27 January 1945 page 2

Original 27 January 1945 page 3
Original 27 January 1945 page 3

Original 27 January 1945 envelope
Original 27 January 1945 envelope

Rank

<h4>T/Sgt. HG Moss 37086474</h4>

T/Sgt. HG Moss 37086474

Technical sergeant was the rank between staff sergeant and first sergeant. Technical Sergeant was renamed Sergeant First Class in 1948.

Description

3 handwritten pages, front side only, to his parents in Minatare, Nebraska. Handwriting in letter is HUGE compared to his usual writing.

Return Address

Hq. Btry 225 FA Bn
APO 235 San Francisco, California

Censor Stamp

06003-‘D’-Passed

Postage

6 cent airmail stamp imprinted on envelope

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