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27 April 1943

 

Dearest Folks:

Here’s another letter from that APO in the Pacific and I guess it’s about time.  I was developing somewhat of a peeve against my mainland correspondents and resolved not to write until the letters started coming, however this wasn’t directed against you for yours come regularly and consistently.  When I read your letter today I felt pretty low and at the same time sore at myself.  You mentioned dad’s birthday and I did nothing about remembering him, and although I know what you would say, I still feel bad about it.  However, perhaps I can make it up by a telephone call.  Arrangements have been made for transpacific calls, so perhaps at the end of next month when I will get my increased pay I can swing the deal.  I think it would be a great experience and something to remember for a long time.  And this time it will be on me for no collect calls are possible.  I suppose you have the pictures and the bond by now, and soon I will have the prints of the ones we took on the hike to the ranch.  Well last Sunday I got off for the dance and had a good time despite the heat and the crowdiness.  In the morning I attended Easter services in a very beautiful and inspiring church, but despite the singing and the flowers could not feel the same response from my own church.  I have been invited to the convent again for a revisit, and hope I can keep the date if only for the supper.  In order to write a letter I have to start thinking about a day or two in advance and then hope that I haven’t forgotten what I was going to say, but that is usually what happens.  Last night a fellow in the band got ahold of an old fiddle and when he started playing I couldn’t help going over and having a look.  Finally a little later, I even got a stroke or two myself and found I was pretty rusty, but with the little privacy and my propensity for shyness I’m afraid I won’t improve.  Here is the end of the sheet and the end of this too.

Love,

Harold Moss Signature

Categories: Church, Dances, Easter, Phone call home, Regrets, Violin

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Harold’s Whereabouts

Hawaii

Photos

An estate we visited. Emmet Cahill sitting on wall. Maui 1943
An estate visited. Emmet Cahill sitting on wall. Maui 1943

Harold Moss on Hawaiian estate, Maui 1943
Harold Moss on Hawaiian estate, Maui 1943

Harold on wall in front of a road leading to a large Hawaiian estate, stamped Passed by US Army Examiner 05315, Maui 1943
Harold on wall in front of a road leading to a large Hawaiian estate, stamped Passed by US Army Examiner 05315, Maui 1943

Rank

<h4>Sgt. HG Moss 37086474</h4>

Sgt. HG Moss 37086474

A sergeant is a noncommissioned officer ranking above corporal and below staff sergeant. Sergeants are responsible for daily activities of the men.

Description

1 typewritten page of V-mail to this parents in Minatare, Nebraska

Return Address

Hq. Btry 225 FA
APO 961 San Francisco, California

Censor Stamp

05315-Passed

Postage

V-mail, free

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