I asked who N.S. Mathis was:
N.S.Mathis is a man that was with Daddy prior to Nov. 17, 1944.
He sent Momma a postcard with his address and asked her to forward it
to Daddy. "Dear Audrey, W.D. wanted my address and asked me to send
it to you. Will you send it to him next time you write. Please! N.S.Mathis
F 1/C (probably Fireman 1st class), Co 4 Pl 3 (probably Company 4 platoon
3) N.T.S. (Diesel), Cleveland, Ohio"
I remember that little girl who's Daddy was a reporter for the Tulsa
newspaper and he got a deferment, and she said "Ha Ha -my Daddy
didn't have to go and yours did." I beat her up and she didn't
say that again.
I remember our landlord coming to our house on Gentry (street) and
telling Momma that she didn't have to pay her rent, because it was war
time and Daddy was serving. She said she knew that but she'd do it anyway
and she did.
All the stores had signs about selling cigarettes to minors, but
any store would sell to Glen because everyone knew he bought Mom's groceries,
his Daddy was gone, and Mom needed any help she could get.
I remember letters coming from Daddy with free marked in upper left
corner because servicemen got postage free, I don't know if it was airmail
or not. Daddy got home before Christmas when the war was over, because
I remember telling my teacher that my Daddy was coming home for Christmas.
That was all I wanted.
She'd asked the class what we wanted for Christmas.
I remember Momma trading coffee stamps for shoe stamps, and Robert
crying when the train went through town because Daddy left on the train.
I remember the rumor that the people that lived in a big house down
the street was hoarding sugar. Probably not true, but you know small
towns.
When Daddy boarded the Kliensmith, he was coming home. The War dept.
had a point system to determine which men went home 1st. # of dependents
was the biggy, and I guess length of service, hazardous duty that sort
of thing. Daddy had 3 kids, and Robert was sick a lot, Daddy even came
home one time on emergency leave because Robert was so sick with pneumonia,
he had it a lot (they gave him sulfa then).
When the ship docked in the states (San Francisco, but don't remember
that very well, maybe Seattle) the Red Cross and the Salvation Army
were on opposites sides of the dock, and the Red Cross sold coffee and
doughnuts to the returning men, but the Salvation Army gave it away.
I thought that was terrible after Daddy had risked his life. I still
can't bring myself to give to Red Cross or United Way because of that.
When Momma wanted to go to Seattle to see Daddy, she went to the
Red Cross for help and they would loan her the money at a higher interest
rate than the bank, so she borrowed from the bank. That was why Glen
& I couldn't go because she didn't want to borrow more than she could
pay back.
I remember when Momma got the letter out mailbox, I think from Aunt
Gladys, that Tom was missing, I remember the mailbox, seems like she
was crying when she came back across the road reading a letter I guess.
Anyway she had paper in her hand. I think that was the same place we
live (way out in the country) when Glen and I watched the sheet of rain
coming, rained right up to our place, it was like a curtain. Coyotes
got one of Glen's dogs there. Boy that was a long time ago.
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