"The
campus here is alive with students back to start the new term. It seemed pretty drab and lonesome around
here for two weeks while only gray-uniformed language students were around; but
today a lot of red sweaters and sport coats are walking around to relieve the
monotony. This means the first taste of
college to a lot of freshmen girls. And
veterans are coming back in droves to start in or start over. I think I mentioned that the University has
taken over half of our dorm to house them.
The youth of some of the kids wearing discharge buttons is amazing. Most of them were in the army air corps and
got out at 18 or 19 with a handful of points.
Seeing them getting off to this start makes me think twice about
spending 18 months tucked away in some obscure corner of Japan translating
telephone directories. I hope the
experience I get in my job and adventure of a trip to a foreign country
outweighs being in the navy - and for that long."
--
Letter from my father, Boulder, Colo., to his family, Bloomington, Kans.,
Saturday, November 3, 1945.
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