"The
personnel man that interviewed me was a good fellow -- easy to talk with -- and
he thought I had a bad break in being sent here. In the line of trying to make me feel good he
said that I had a higher set of scores than most lieutenants would make on the
classification tests -- but that still doesn't compensate for near-sightedness,
I guess. Tell mother to get some of
those Vitamin A pills -- it's worth it to make an attempt to improve my
eyes."
--
Letter from my father, Camp Sampson, N.Y., to his brother, Bloomington, Kans.,
Saturday, April 29, 1944.
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