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Maj. Robt. L. McGil
Uncle Bob's Journal...
Uncle Bob's
Journals
Summer of '38
Aboard the Ship
Germany
Prague Check
Vienna & Budapest
Venice & Milano
Bern, Switzerland
Munich
Heidelburg
Rhine & Brussels
Holland
London
Paris

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Uncle Bob's Legacy
Letter postmarked Jun 8, 1945, U. S. Army
From Maj. Robert L. McGill, 75 Div. HQ APO
451, c/o postmaster NYC
To: Mrs. constance McGill, 1027 maple St., Alva, Oklahoma
June 13, 1945
Chalons France
Dear Mom,
Your answer to my cry of dispair certainly hit me right on the spot.
You said exactly what I wanted you to say. You know I wrote Helen
the other day (after Merle was asking her this and that and telling
her that all I had in the world was invested at Fairvalley)-- that
mom didn't owe me a darn thing in the world except an occasional good
meal because she had given me a college education, and everything
else I ever wanted for the last 10 years. And further that I certainly
couldn't bought that car she (Helen) was driving on a second Lt's
pay. Of course Helen knew when she married me that I didn't own a
thing in the world but my uniform. Anyway, mom, if I can count on
your experience and ideas I certainly will do alright for myself and
with something like Fairvalley to count on. I'm really setting on
top of the world you know. We still might be able to take that trip
around the world sometime.
As for all that airplane stuff I keep talking about, I have no intentions
of buying one or going into partnership either. There are two many
things that I will need such as three or 4000 dollars to see that
R. Warwick gets a college education & pays his fraternity dues
first.
Actually though, mom, I was very glad that you did decide to keep
that house. Its very nice and you should have had one like it years
ago. As soon as you get your furniture you will have a place you can
bring anybody in the country into and never have to move golf clubs
etc around like we did when the captain from Kemper came around. I
really think your the only one in the family besides myself who ever
gave a darn about things like that but they sure did worry the heck
out of me.
Right now, mom, I haven't the fainted idea what I will be doing in
a week even. We are running a big bunch of camps now. Of course its
a sorry detail for a bunch of combat soldiers but naturally there's
nothing we can do about it. I of course don't do the job I was trained
for last summer unless we are actually in combat. Which reminds me,
Please send me a clipping that the Review
Courier had about that mission the fellow wrote about. I never had
any idea what he said. Well to get back to what I was saying. I'm setting
here in France which to my way of thining is ten times worse than Germany.
and maybe sooner or later I can talk myself on a boat or on airplane
or something going your way.
I'm living in a fairly nice hotel that we have taken over. Have a
room by myself about 10 ft. square but guess it could be a lot worse.
I'm afraid Germany spoiled us. I can sure remember living lots worse
places though. Take good care of the little gal for me as well as
yourself. You know you two women are all I have and you have nothing.
Love,
Bob
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