Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Letters Home: "I wouldn't know because I wasn't no family man"

A 1949 Ford
February 16, 1953

Dear Mom, Dad and all,

I guess I haven't wrote for about a week so I will tonight. I've been driving my jeep about 100 miles a day. Mostly handling Brass between here and the other post (Hanau Sub-post). I had to take the First Sergeant to a town near here to look at a house. His wife is coming over next month. He asked me what I thought of the place he picked out and I told him I wouldn't know because I wasn't no family man. [1]

It's been kind of cold here but we haven't no snow. I asked a German how much longer it would be cold and he said about a month. I won't mind it so bad over here after it warms up.

I don't know what to tell dad about trading for a 49 Ford. They had weak frames and you couldn't keep the front wheels in line. They corrected it in 50. I know the Mercury is about wore out and should be traded off. It's up to him if he thinks it's a good deal to go ahead and trade. The Ford shouldn't cost over $950.00.

I guess I will have to sign off now.

Love, V.

p.s. not much news this time.

[1] Little did my father know that just two years later he'd meet and become engaged to my mother. Two years later my brother was born and then me three years later. Love does mysterious things.


  1. You never know what's around the corner. Life offers that, and good or bad, some change mixes things up and provides for the spice that makes it worth living.

  2. True. But one thing these letters have done for me (putting myself into the chronology) is to compress the 1950's into a more continuous time scale. Before, it was more like: the 1950s happened, and that was no less distant than the 1940s.

  3. The letters provide context and we all need context in our lives to make sense of the present.