20 Feb February 20, 1944
Posted at 16:30h
in Letters
letter from: George Shonkwiler to: Mrs. Alice Shonkwiler Sunday, February 20, 1944, somewhere in Alabama, 7 p.m.
Dearest Alice and Ronnie,
We are about 40 miles north of Birmingham, Alabama from as much as we can figure out. And from here it looks like we will end up in Florida. We have been riding all day and rode most of last night. We started leaving Fort Sheridan at 2:15 p.m. Saturday, as I told you, but we actually did not board trains until 10:30 p.m. During that time, we were standing around in the cold, waiting. They said the train broke down, but I don’t know, and way after we got on board, it took us two hours to get in Chicago. At 12.30 p.m., we
page 2 finally got our bunks made up, and we went to bed. Since I had not slept at all Friday night, I was dead and slept pretty well in my upper bunk. In the lower berth, there are two men, so I was lucky. We were awakened at 6 a.m., had breakfast, sat around all day playing cards. I am a little ahead now. The guys in our <? buvk> are waiting for me to finish this so they can try to get some of it back. It is quite hilly here and we are doing a lot of <? weaving> so don’t mind if you can’t make this out. It is warm here, but has been very
page 3. dreary all day, and the whole country is flooded. We have not been allowed out of the car at all, but I gave some [Negro] a card to mail. Now, have you gotten it? I think we were in Tennessee then.
I’m sorry you had a trip downtown for nothing, but even if we had left on time I would not have gotten to see you. I wasn’t even supposed to have called you but you know me.
The gang here all seem very nice and considerably above average. We think we are going to be in some ordinary division. Of course
page 4. it’s just guesswork. There are some paratroopers aboard. So ???
There are two new cars in this train of 16 cars. I am in one of them, so I am really riding in class. The car is really nice and the bunks are quite roomy, but hard -- softer than those damn army cots though. 400 men on [a] train.
I think we are nearing Birmingham now -- may get a chance to mail this there so will close. Give Ronnie a big kiss for me and have him give you one for me. I will try to write you tomorrow. They say we will not arrive at where we are going until Monday 9 PM. Guessing again though.
Bye, Daddy




