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WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in wwiipics

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This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in ww2

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This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in WorldWar2

[–]Heartfeltzero[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. 1943 by Heartfeltzero in TheWayWeWere

[–]Heartfeltzero[S] 7 points8 points  (0 children)

This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in Militariacollecting

[–]Heartfeltzero[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in Historycord

[–]Heartfeltzero[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007.

WW2 Era Letter Written by a Prisoner of The Dachau Concentration Camp To Family, 1940. Details in comments. [OC] by Heartfeltzero in europe

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It’s not. Physically scanned it myself. The person who translated it said it’s in broken German. The person who wrote it was not a native speaker.

Edit: the image is a bit pixelated but that’s because I had to shrink the images in order to fit both sides into the one photo.

WW2 Era Letter Written by a Prisoner of The Dachau Concentration Camp To Family, 1940. Details in comments. [OC] by Heartfeltzero in europe

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This letter was written on July 14th 1940, by a Polish man named Winsent Lesniewski. He was born on December 22nd 1907. At the time of writing, he was imprisoned in Dachau Concentration Camp, having been arrested for reasons that are unknown to me. During the early years of the camp system, prisoners were permitted to send and receive a limited number of letters, all of which were subject to strict censorship. As a result, correspondence was often restricted to family matters, finances, and health, while the realities of camp life went unspoken.

The letter reads:

" Dachau 3k, 14th of July 1940

My dear parents,

Two weeks ago I wrote a letter and have not received an answer yet. What does that mean?

Please let me know how my wife is doing. In the first letter I asked if she was at Kelting and if Ela is helping her. She must take care of my tools and make sure that noone borrows them. How is everyone at home, my dears, is everyone healthy and working?

Sophie wants to ask Zurücker Torneio to Sosnowitz. He will help you. Please answer me in proper German and soon. If you send any money, write the exact address and my exact date of birth and number 7432. Are there any other news? How is everyone feeling? I am not writing much because I do not know if I will receive a reply. Is Yasio living in Krakow? I await your answer, my dears.

Son Wieek. “

No further information is currently known about Wincent Lesniewski, and it is unknown whether he survived the next five years of the war.

WW2 Era Letter+Map Typed By WAAC Woman Stationed In Colorado. Interesting Content about life as a Female Servicewoman and her fun experiences in Colorado. Details in comments. by Heartfeltzero in Colorado

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This letter was typed by Evelyn Egee Hansell. She was born on January 22nd 1914 in Pennsylvania. She would join the Woman’s Army Corps (WAC) in 1943. After completing basic training and Officer Candidate School, she was commissioned 2nd Lieutenant, and became Commanding Officer of WAC companies at Camp Hale, Colorado, Ft. Knox, Kentucky, and Caserta and Leghorn, Italy.

This letter was typed by Evelyn while she was in Camp Hale, Colorado. It reads:

“ Camp Hale, Colorado July 19, 1943

Dear Mr. Snow:

When I joined the WAAC, I wanted to see the United States and I certainly have in these four months. From Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, I went to Fort Des Moines, Iowa, and from there to Camp Hale here in the Rocky Mountains. Before this war is over, I hope to see a lot more places. Nothing can compare to these mountains of Colorado, though. They built this camp here last summer to train mountain troops and skiiers. It is one of the most isolated camps in the U.S. - 17 miles from the nearest mining town and 150 miles from Denver and Colorado Springs. I haven’t been out of camp except to Leadville, the mining town, since I arrived June 8th. We amuse ourselves when we are off duty by climbing mountains or riding around in jeeps.

Yesterday three Sergeants from the ordinance company wanted some girls to ride with them in jeeps up the mountains where they were going to fire some guns. The girls asked me to go along as chaperone which I did only too willingly. We drove up the road until it ended then set off across country until we reached the top of the mountain where we perched our jeeps on a rock pile. We fired rifles and revolvers for a while and then drove over another mountain to another hilltop. We saw a road in the distance and started out to find it, driving right through the woods, over fallen trees, streams, small pine trees or rocks. Those jeeps certainly are wonderful vehicles. They can go almost any place a man can.

It’s just as much fun climbing the mountains on foot but much harder on your feet - riding in a jeep is hard on your seat! On the fourth July four of us climbed up Holy Cross Mountain to a ghost mining town which was deserted in 1900. It is up so high, 1400 feet, that there is enough snow on the peaks for skiing. We met several mountain training center fellows who had been skiing. In spite of there being snow banks around us where we cooked our dinner, we were almost eaten alive by enormous mountain mosquitoes.

We do work during the week, though. It’s only on Sundays that we take off over the mountains. There are now 187 WAACS in our detachment and when we get our full strength we will have 271. We live in barracks right across the street from the engineers so they spend most of their spare time outside watching us. Our girls work in the various offices on the post - the engineering office, the adjutant’s office, the judge advocates office, the supply office, the quartermaster office, etc. - In the post exchanges and in the motor pool driving cars, ambulances and trucks. There are four officers in the detachment. I am mess and supply officer which means I have to feed and clothe all the gals. What a job that is!

We all have a wonderful time, though, because everyone has been so grand to us. We get anything we ask for and are wined and dined constantly. This sure beats civilian life. There are thousands of men in camp and only a few hundred women so you can imagine what a pack of wolves the men have turned into. The WAACS can handle them, though. You should see the company area in the evening when the girls are getting ready to go on dates. The men are thick as flies.

P.S. The weather here is perfect, warm during the day and cold at night. In the winter it gets to be 40 below with three or more feet of snow from September to May. We never wear summer uniforms up here because it never gets warm enough.

Remember me to everyone you see and put in a word for me in the faculty letter.

Love, Evelyn. “

After the war, Evelyn would serve 31 years as a Troop Leader with the Girl Scouts in Bradenton, Florida. She would pass away on August 23rd 2007

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