Fort Lewis, Wa.
Sept. 28, 1939
Dearest Mom, Dad, and All,
Ray and I don't have to stay on the post for three months, we can leave if we get a pass. We probably won't be able to get one for a month or so.
It is to bad that dad and George (his brother) had so much trouble with their cars. I won't be needing my car for awhile now, and if George wants to come down here and get it he is welcome to it.
I got a letter from Georgia Mae Scales (my mom) today and she and her mother want you and I to come out there in May. If I can save up enough money and my car is in good enough shape I hope we can go.
If George does came and get my car, maybe he can find a good coupe body and put it on in his spare time. I will pay him what it cost for the body. He aught to come down a week or more after payday. I will have some money then. We get paid on the 30th.
It sure is dead around here, there isn't a thing going on now.
Ray and I, and two other fellows in the band moved up stairs in the empty squad room. There are only four of us in the whole works. It sure is swell, at least we have a little privacy.
Take care of yourself mom
I'll see you in about a month.
Love
Rex
Write soon.
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