"Incidently,
Marvin didn't pass his physical for the Army, either. Ada said he didn't want to do any work while
he was up at Leavenworth, so when they handed him a broom he told them they
couldn't make him do any work, because he wasn't in the Army, yet. He also found out that, by sleeping in the
bunks in the middle of the room one wasn't nearly so apt to be told to do
something. He and another boy hid behind some empty bunkhouses (or whatever
they were) so they wouldn't have to work....
"Thursday
Mom and I went to Douglass. On the way
down there we stopped at Grandma's and Grandpa's. Grandpa, who had been silent
practically all the time we were down there, got up just as we were leaving and
said, 'You're not going, are you? I was just getting ready to talk to you.'
Grandma whispered to me, 'He's going to spit out his tobacco.'"
--
Letter from my aunt, Bloomington, Kans., to my father, Boulder, Colo., July 15,
1945. Marvin Lenz and his mother Ada
were neighbors of my grandparents in Bloomington, Kans.
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