Darlings,
27 days until graduation-boy oh boy! Those days are rushing by. Gosh! I can hardly wait. Nearly nine months of worry coming to a grand climax.
I flew last night again-my landings weren’t quite as good as yesterday’s but, I brought the plane back in one piece-that’s the important thing. One of the boys in our bunch wasn’t watching his taxiing too carefully so off the runway he went-stuck in the sand. Boy! What a job it was trying to tug him out. When it gets dark out on this desert it really gets dark. As soon as you leave the ground you must depend on those instruments entirely.
Sometimes it’s pretty hard to believe those instruments because when a person is tired his eyes seem to play tricks on him but, we are trained to believe those instruments no matter how much we disbelieve.
Our schedule is mixed up now-we sleep in the day and fly all night. Tonight we are going to have our first night cross country. That will be fun won’t it-I hope.
I’m so happy to hear that dad’s business is doing so well. I guess these war workers are going hogwild again. I’m so glad I am serving my country in the Air Forces instead of working in a factory. I have heard that they still think they aren’t getting paid enough. Gosh! I wish they’d draft those guys. That would solve everything.
Well, darlings, I am hoping for a furlough now. I can dream can’t I?
Your loving son,
Jim