Author: Bob

Capt. T.G. Leske

71st Infantry
APO44
Fort Lewis, Wash.

1-25-43   (postmarked Jan 26 1943, Tacoma, Washington – on Army letterhead)

Miss J Axtell
538 S. Normandie
Los Angeles, California

Hello Jane!

Just want to say that I was, and still am, very sorry that you didn’t show up on schedule.  The whole thing has me baffled completely – if it was a gag, it was a good one;  if you were sincere that makes it worse yet as you seemed so definite, finally stayed home, wrote me that people convinced you to stay on the  job, and then – "I can’t say what I mean or really why I didn’t come."

Glad that I have been in service so long: confusion is so normal that I was able to live thru (sic) the whole thing.

By the way, it might be interesting to you to know that, because I didn’t begin my leave on the day you were to come up it was cancelled and up to now I haven’t been able to get leave.  Silver lining – can go anytime now but have no inspiration.

We are back on Fort Lewis now and life is going on in the usual stuffy post manner.

Reveille comes early and so to bed – Good night, happy dreams and –

Good Luck

Ted

Telegram – Postmarked Jan. 7, 1943    

 

Capt. T.G. Leske

71st Infantry
APO44
Newport, Oregon

12-23-42   (postmarked Oceanlake, Oregon – Just north of Lincoln  City. Written in U.S. Army letterhead.)

Miss Jane Axtell
538 S. Normandie
Los Angeles, California

Hello Jane:

Surely either you or the postman will collapse if you keep hearing from  me so often.  Can’t understand it  myself.  

Your letter of two consecutive days and differing ideas arrived and summed up to the fact that you are coming up.  You mentioned either Portland or Salem.  Neither will do, I believe.  Explanation – Salem is regimental headquarters – stay away, Portland won’t be too available at the time.

Explanation, again, of the above. As you know, I am on the coast and am moving up north periodically.  Right now I am in Otis and expected to be in Tillamook next week but have found that I will have to make a stop before then, so I will probably be in Tillamook the week after.

I have never been in Tillamook and so know nothing about it but you probably do.  What you think of you coming up there?  If you let me know how you feel about the idea that would help.  

Just now I can’t say definitely say where I would like to ask you to come.  Evident?  

Incidentally your  last letter made me feel very humble and took all the wolf  out of me so I shall be a very nice boy and still be very glad to see ya.

Sorry that things are so very indefinite and shall do my best to correct the situation after getting your view on the situation.

Remember
Teddy
 

 

Capt. T.G. Leske

71st Infantry
APO44
Newport, Oregon

12-22-42   (postmarked Newport, Oregon)

Monday noon
12-21-42

Hello Jane:

Receive both your wire and latest letter last night when I came in.  

I’m glad that your wire was in the right vein because now I will save a couple of days from my leave for the time when you shall come up.

The problem in my mind-are you coming up on a leave of absence, permanently, for just dashing up?   

Today I am leaving for Otis and then, after a stay there, am going on to Tilimook.  So you can see that good communication are necessary if we are going to see other.  

Please write right away and let me know what your plans are and when you will be up here so I can put in my request for definite days of leave. I am taking a couple of days for the holidays and must tell headquarters when I want the rest.

If you’re going to be swell seeing you but I’m warning you that I won’t try to stay on my good behavior.

Write "quick like a honey"?
 
Just
Ted  

Address you answer to Newport, not Fort Lewis.

Capt. T.G. Leske 71st Infantry APO44 Fort Lewis, Wash. 12-17-42   (postmarked Newport, Oregon) Miss Jane Axtell 538 S. Normandie Los Angeles, California Wednesday nite 12-16-42 Hello little lonely lady (?): What’s the idea saying you were four to none on letters? Haven’t you really received a letter from me or just teasing? And it wasn’t four – it was three. Excuse the interruption – a two and one half hour one. A priest, and Red Cross worker, and a Captain wanted to go bowling and as much as it hurt, I gave up writing and went bowling. Right now I am a very proud fellow on several counts. I am home before twelve, made a high score of 222, and had only three beers, and am writing you before hitting the pillow. Right now I am in Newport Oregon.  Know where it is?  Came out here yesterday in my truck, which is called a mobile dentist clinic.  For one week before coming here I had spent over a week at Camp Adair, which is near Corvallis. You have mentioned coming back to Oregon in your letters.  If you were serious please wire me here at Newport.  Big reason – we are finally being allowed a leave  and I would sure like it if we could get together. No wire by Sunday – everything off.  Right? I’m dead tired from a damned hard day and the  bowling didn’t help any. Thought I would be able to  stay up longer but am pooping out. Waiting for your letters! Remember Ted   The following notes in Mom’s printing were on the back of the  pages of this letter.  They appear to be drafts for the wire to Ted.

Reading through the letters written to my mom during 1942, from an Army Captain stationed at Fort Lewis, Washington and later in Oregon has been fascinating.  I can’t imagine what it was like.  There was little good news from the war.  For anyone interested, there is an excellent book titled “1942 the year that tried men’s souls“. Prior to the first letter the war was not going too well.  Pearl Harbor and Wake Island in December 1941.  In April/May 1942 the Philippines fell and the Bataan Death march occurred.  Only in June did some good news come out, the defeat of the Japanese at the Battle of the Coral Sea and at Midway Island.  This later has been recognized as a turning point in the war in the Pacific but at the time it was really only the first good news after the Japanese stormed across the islands. So what was in the news at the time of the letters: letter 1 – July 28 1942 – London and Birmingham being bombed by the Nazis.  Stiff fighting at El Alamein.  Russian forces fighting at Stalingrad. letter 2 – Aug 26 1942 – Headline: “Stalingrad in immediate peril of siege”. Marines fighting in the Solomon Islands. letter 3 – Sept 28 1942 – Marines, outnumbered 10 to 1 beat off Japanese attack at Guadalcanal.  They had been fighting for seven weeks.  Germany was rushing more troops to Stalingrad. letter 4 – Oct. 14 1942 – Marines still holding ground at Guadalcanal.  Two Japanese Cruisers sunk.  Army to swell to 7,500,000 men. letter 5 – Nov 13 1942 – “Reds still hold at Stalingrad”.  Allied forces land in North Africa.  

Capt. T.G. Leske

 

71st Infantry
APO44
Fort Lewis, Wash. 

12-08-42   (postmarked Corvallis, Oregon)

 

Miss Jane Axtell

538 S. Normandie

Los Angeles, California

 

(Note – this letter is on Fort Lewis letterhead)

 

Monday Nite

 

Hello you delightful screwball! (Shakespeare is twirling in his grave)

 

This is not a letter but a weather announcement.  Its been raining like hell now for weeks.  Came down to Salem last Tuesday, stayed there a few days in a sea of mud with tents for islands of refuge with leaking canvas, smoking stoves, and drafts.  Am now in Camp Adair, near Corvallis, wherever that is, and have had a continual damp on since arriving.  You can have your Oregon mist.  Unusual weather – never cold, no snow, light rain.  Yahoo!

 

You said all you need to make you feel content is a fireplace, rain on the roof, a good book, a tall drink.  I, too, feel the scene except for me make the good book a blonde, brunette, a redhead.

 

Am now a traveling dentist.  I got a so called mobile clinic which is nothing but a small cottage on a truck.  No heat, no light, no equipment, no nothing.  Going out to the coast next week and travel from Newport north and then back to Salem again.  My lieutenant has one also and he will probably pass thru your home town as he has been assigned the coast from Newport south.

 

Your haunt(?) is very interesting but I enjoy the other snapshot better once I let my imagination take hold.

 

Look, I didn’t mean to write near this much so – good night and sweat dreams.

 

Remember

Ted 

 

Capt. T.G. Leske

71st Infantry
APO44
Fort Lewis, Wash. 

11-24-42   (postmarked Tacoma, Washington)

 

Miss Jane Axtell

538 S. Normandie

Los Angeles, California

Apt #4

 

Hello Jane!

 

Now if this isn’t a surprise to you I give up.  Here it is slightly over a week since you wrote and an answer is on its way.

 

It’s very evident that your job and present life is very soothing to the mind.  Your letters are much more coherent; quoting from your last letter "But your letter kept me from mailing the enclosed note – what I’ve decided not to send."  Its bad enough to read something like that and have the length of curiosity around without becoming dizzy from the (uncertainty?).

 

Does the above sound like me in the good old days.

 

They’re playing Taps and it sure does sound beautiful but so darn lonely.

 

"Taps" reminds me – after seeing that picture I feel its only fair to warn you that the next time I see you I sure will give the wolf call so prepare yourself to defend yourself or relax and if it isn’t the latter I will probably end up as a nervous wreak.

 

Bold as hell ain’t I.  The truth is that probably I will be so scared of you when I do see you that I will take you home before one again.

 

I really do appreciate your enclosing the snapshot.  Its very lonely but it sure has played hell with my supply of vitamin B-1.

 

Next Monday I leave for Oregon again but I don’t believe I should be stationed in one spot this time.  There are a couple of trucks with small houses build on them which serve the troops as traveling dental clinics in Oregon and I am quite sure that one on them is my lot.

 

Rain, rain, rain.  (unreadable), its (unreadable) and if I ever get out of this country I am going to agitate for a bill giving it back to the Indians with apologies.

 

It has been two weeks now that I have been in Fort Lewis and it sure is getting on my nerves.  I have become so accustomed to dashing around that to sit in one spot gives me the jitters.  To top it off, I must work in a clinic while on a post and I swear its worse than a jute mill.  Besides feeling confined, I’m working too hard, and I’m serious.  The bags under my eyes have become (unreadable).  I have less hair than ever and my legs are weighting me down.

 

Slogan – "What’s cooking? " – "Bacon – wanna (unreadable)?"

 

Have you heard of the nervous man, who during a London air raid, was scared half out of his wife?

 

Writing to you brings to mind the thrill I got awhile ago when for some reason you, in weak moments, wrote three letters in very rapid succesion.

 

Its bad to think of things like that as it has a tendancy to make one lonesome and start to pity oneself.  but then, maybe its writing to you that does it.

 

Pome [sic]

This little lamb went to market

This little lamb stayed home –

virgin wool

 

If the length of this letter doesn’t sause you to faint then certainly the deciphering will make you dizzy.

 

Thanks again for the picture and, if fortune permits I sure would like to see you soon as an awful lot of rumors about overseas are floating around.  If there is not time, I still may be back East comparitively soon if everything works out.

 

Write, huh?

 

Remember

Ted