January 7, 1919
Camp Holabird, Maryland

My Dear 'Cile,

How is my little girl putting in the time these cold days? Believe me, it sure is cold where I am. Around and below zero most all the time. We got into Camp yesterday evening after dark, and the first place they ran us to was into a bunch of summer tents. So you can imagine about what kind of a time we are having. I think I slept about fifteen minutes last night and will do well to sleep that long tonight. We are going to run shifts and keep the fire going for a while anyway. I have been cutting wood all evening.

The only problem Dad had on this trip was driving under a low bridge and breaking the bows over the truckbed.
I was also out to the bay this afternoon. Went out on the pier and almost froze to death, but saw a large battle ship and got a pocket full of shells. ha ha We haven't checked the trucks in yet and don't exactly know when we will get to, for there are a couple that haven't got here yet. We were towing about ten trucks when we got in. They went to the bad all at once, it seems. I didn't have any bad luck only by running under a low bridge and breaking the bows off the top.

I never saw so many trucks in all my life as there are here. As far as you can see. The bunch that is waiting to be repaired is very small and there are twenty one thousand of them, so you can imagine. Looks foolish to me, anyway, to be bringing so darn many of them here now, though I guess they are selling some of them to France and Italy. One of the Field Hospital companys left here today for Camp Funston, so that doesn't listen bad to me. Even if I don't get any farther than Camp, I bet I get to see my sweet woman right away.

Although this wasn't the tent my Dad was writing in, this photo, courtesy Tom Caulley, shows that YMCA volunteers were everywhere, providing encouragement and writing utensils for communication with home.
Well, honey, it is getting awful cold in this "Y", which is only a tent, so I will halt and fall out for a rest. Oodles of love.

Your man,

Charles L.

        











These photos from the U.S. Army Military History Institute show Camp Holabird in 1918 and illustrate what Dad was talking about.


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