I am not going to order a ring-I didn’t care for them at all. My St. Thomas ring is much better.
Darlings,
I’m afraid the schedule will kill me before long. Today is Saturday-but, no day off. Gosh! I wish they would give us at least one day off so we could sleep and write letters. We signed our reserve commission papers last night. We are the last class to receive reserve commissions in the Air Forces. The classes coming up take the upper 15% and give them commissions in the United States Army. As soon as the war ends their commission ends. If we are lucky and pull through this thing we will have our reserve commissions-of course we will report for a period of active-duty each year but, that will be fun.
I am so glad I joined when I did-remember when I planned to wait? Boy! Am I glad I didn’t now.
Darlings I witnessed the best airplane acrobatics yesterday. Wing Commander Donaldson (A.A.F. pilot with 20 victories) put on a show for us in his P40 the American government gave him. He was flying so close to the buildings we all ducked when he came overhead. Gosh! He is a wonderful flyer. I hope to fly like that someday. He made a hit with the boys from the start. At the start of his talk he said, “I hope you can understand me, I speak a foreign language you know-‘English’!” Everybody laughed-all that boy had to do was fly that P40-everybody stood around open mouthed. He actually started a loop just 10 feet above the ground and completed it. Before we try a loop we must have 10,000 feet of altitude.
Well, darlings, I must go to the flightline again.
Jim