Showing posts with label 1932. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1932. Show all posts

Sunday, September 9, 2012

October 7, 1932

Laramie, Wyo.
Oct. 7, 1932

Dear Fay: -

I was glad to receive your letter.  It was the first one that I have received for a week. I've been working pretty hard and I haven't sent many either.

I was in Ogden for part of a day. I didn't see anybody except Si and some of the kids that were at the service station. I spent the whole time at home and over at my grandmother's explaining where my money went and why, and what I had been doing that I shouldn't have. I've spent this whole next week after that catching up with my studies, which are longer and funnier than ever.

Outside of going to classes, I haven't left the dorm this week. I've been to two or three dances at various sororities and there is a dance tonight but I'm a little too absorbed in studies to enjoy them. I do think I'll break away tonight though and go to a movie.

I spent a lot of time trying to get pledged to a fraternity and I succeeded, but now I don't think I'll join. Such is life. The U. here is swell in spite of the studies. The studies bother me. I'm not used to too much studying.

I'm going to try to get back home before Thanksgiving but I'm not sure that I'll succeed. I hope i can but I'm not going to ruin my eyes and my small brain studying all night for a week afterward.

Well it's about dinner time and I'll have to beat it. Here's love to you and I hope to see you soon. Write soon again. Tell the folks "hello" for me. Also give my love to Alice & Marge & Edith and anyone else who will be interested.

Love -
Lee

Saturday, September 8, 2012

September 23, 1932

[On a small postcard]

Dear Fay -

I received your letter and was darn glad to get it. You answered a lot quicker than I do. (Excuse the childish scrawl. My hand is tired. I've been doing lessons.) I've been having a pretty good time here - have a lot of new friends. I sure like the place in spite of the hard work. I suppose you like high school preey good this year. I think I'm coming home next weekend. I may be there for only one day though. I'll (probably) be over to see you. We might talk things over. You can't get much on a postcard. Did you ever see a batchelors room? You ought to see ours here. It's littered. It's also late. So I guess I'll go to bed - (Famous last words) - I gotta get our sleep. I also guess I'll wish you love & quit.

I'll be seeing yu.
Lee


Friday, September 7, 2012

September 13, 1932

[On a small postcard.... in upper right corner: Mens Residence Hall, U of Wyo. Laramie, Wyo.]

Dear Fay,

I suppose you thought that I wouldn't write for a month. This will come as a surprise then. I'm just getting acquainted here - sure are a lot of nice fellows aqui. I went to a dance last night. A kind of get together dance for the freshmen. I sure like the U. here. The dorm is swell. (The next few sentences are dictated  by a new pal - it'll be a variation.)

--And speaking of "swell", I've just  the "swellest" guy who has the greatest conception of himself of anyone I ever met - (including Pat!) Oh hell! Write it yourself~ She's your girl.--

It took us a long time to agree on that letter. The "new pal" was going to say "swell girl" but I thought I'd spare your feelings. I haven't got a thing into this letter, but I'll write you a real one if you answer this. Just wrote to say "hello" anyway.

Loves and Kisses---- xx
Lee

Thursday, September 6, 2012

August 18, 1932

(On a small postcard)

Dear Fay,

How is you? I is fine. Thought I'd let you know that I got to Kans. OK.

Been eating watermelon ever since I arrived - lost much sleep.  Also chicken. Speaking of chickens, I haven't met any, so I'm still faithful, even to letter writing.

I notice that the moon isn't so full now.

My cousin Violet is plenty good-looking. I've been trying to get her to come to Utah for awhile. She'd be a knockout there.

These wasps aren't conducive to good letter writing. Do better next time.

Love --- Lee R.

June 4, 1932

(Written on envelope:
Lee Richards
145th field artillery regiment
Camp W.G. Williams
Jordan Narrows, Utah)

Dear Fay,

I don't know whether you know what has happened to me or not, but here I am in camp. Maybe you think we haven't been working - just a minute I've got to go and see some guys over in the battery get initiated, they are getting the ant curse-

Well as I was saying I've been working plenty hard for a change. First we practice and then we go parade and then we play a concert. [He played the french horn.] In between times we police up the camp and clean out the tents! We make our beds up one way one day and another way the next day. We have to change our uniforms on an average of 5 times a day. As this is Sat. afternoon I have plenty of time and I am going to rest and write letters.

We've sure had luck in getting a good, clean bunch in our tent. You know Si Taylor, and Wayne, and Clyde Moore they are in my tent.

I guess I'll go over to Lehi tonight to a dance or sumpin. I deserve a change. What gets your goat is the hours you have to keep here. We get up at 5 A.X. and go to bed at 10:30 P.X. and you know I'm used to 8 hours of sleep every night.

We had an inspection this morning - first the band and then the tent was inspected. When they inspected the tent I was in no. 1 cot. I stood there at the head of the bed while the Colonel messed up my cot. I couldn't help smiling when he grabbed the foot of the cot and dumped eveything off. Oh yeah I got a kick out of that.

I hope you are having a good time with all your boyfriends. This is mostly work and no play.

There's a lot more I could say - (This is the day after I started the letter) - but I have to quit.

So hasta la vista,
Lee Richards