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In 1943 I was drafted into World War 11 right out of Madison High School, Rochester, NY. This is my story as told in the letters I wrote home. They’re all here, all 192 of them. Spend some time with me as I describe my experiences in basic training and then off to war. They were written in an attempt to help me feel close to my family and to let them know what was going on in my life. It’s the first time I was away from home and I have to confess that I was homesick. My folks were Esther and Jacob Kaplow. We were four children in this order: Arnette, Ruth, Bob, and myself.

Barracks Orderly

Ben has been in the Army a little more than two months.  His father asks questions about a farm because Ben’s sister, Arnette, is marrying a farmer.  Bob is his brother who will be working at a new job.

September 4, 1943
Camp Croft, South Carolina 

Howdy Folks,
Well, things seem to be O.K. for the Kaplow family.  Everyone has had a vacation.  Bob is getting a good job (I hope) and this week is one of the easiest I’ve had.

In answer to Dad’s question, as of now, I think the Army is better than a farm.  I was a little undecided at first, but right now it isn’t bad at all.  Can you sleep until 10 in the morning on a farm, like we did Thursday morning?  No sir, the cows won’t wait.  Of course we had a little hike the night before, but it wasn’t bad at all.

Thursday I was B. O. (Barracks Orderly)  It’s an easy job. Just have to sweep & keep the water hot.  I had it scalding hot.  Today was another easy day.  Had a lot of movies & other stuff.  The only trouble with this easy stuff is that there isn’t anything to write about.  Please excuse me for not writing before.  It was entirely my fault.  I was just too lazy.

There’s only about 4 more weeks of training & that makes us happy too.  Maybe after I get to college I’ll change my ideas about the farm.

Well, so long for now,
Ben

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