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_ | March 29, 1945

Dear Dre Allen;

Here on an extremely quiet watch, there is nothing to do but
think~sometimes I don't want to think. Aside from those from Mother,
your *ebounds are the best letters I receive. Hach line recalls a
steady procession of events-today is always forgethen, the misty
tomorrow something awaited for, but the yesterdays at school seem
like the only real thing that has happened to us.

t'm quite sure that you new knew me at school. While T. Pe,

Scoot Somers, and Fred Eberhart were making names on the Hill, I was
skinning by in classes and trying to pueh my nose into nearly every
activity the Hill had to offer. You were the man that consistently beat
Nebraska-although Dad was a K.U. man, '09 or '10, my brother went to
Nebraska on through medical school and Ed Weir, my cousin, both
constantly dinned into me the invincibility of \ebraska on the football.
Field.

Although it hag come to me in black and white to read again and
again, it still doesn't seem possible that T-P., Scoot, and Fred are
gone. In the spring of '42, with high hopes, I organized the first
Flying Jayhawk Squadron, the largest in the country at that time, and
washed out at Corpus Christi with ten hops to go before graduation.
Guess I didn't have enough on the ball. Why should it be fellows like
that die when there are plenty of the rest of us- It certainly makes
our job clear that our work isn't finished after the war but goes on
in reconstruction of the old world into a new one that these boys wanted
and died for. I'm sure they are still living and will live forever for
at least some of us to see when we step across the line and sit with
the Peers of Tine.

You would have engoyed being aboard the return leg otf our last
cruise» With a fairly calm sea most of the way, the hanger deck looked
like Stillman's Gym with volley ball, badminton, and basketball
tournaments in progress even with individuals punching the bag and
playing catch-everything but somebody skipping rope. We, in the Air
Department, won the officer's championship and in a double overtime
thriller at that against the Supply, Gunnery, and Engineering department
teams My contribution was that Kansas twist for five points.

Called on Henry Werner's brother for a very pleasant, and charming
seems to fit in, timee Sort of have the bug to go there after the
war as a vacation on a bicycle tour of the country.

Doc we all know how extremely busy you are and what a great job
you are doing. Even with all this you still can put out the Rebound.

‘Humbly, thank you. Could you add Lie Emmett Park, USNR, USS Stockdale
_DE. 399, Bleet PostOffice, Nsv¥s.to the list?

It would be possible for me to send you some gum, but after seeing
the boys sweat out the line for it here my conscience won't let me.

Can you_tell me where Clint Kanaga is located? I certainly hope
he is safe and stays that way-after so long in the Marine Corps you

begin to push your luck.

Sincerely,