Aug 18, 1942
1018 Avalon Ave
Wilmington,
California
Dear father,
mother, Snooty Poot, brothers and others,
I suppose that you
should have gotten my letter and the cards I have sent so I will send
you another letter to sort of keep you informed of what has been
happening to me. First of all, I will be soon again moving because I
have found a nicer place to stay in San Pedro, Calif. However, I will
tell about that in its proper place.
Saturday I fooled
around mostly. Sunday I went to church in San Pedro. It (the one I
went to) is an Augustana Synod church, Bethel,
located at 580 or something like that, West 5th St. The preacher is
one Maynard C. Wellington. After the service, I met one of the people
there, Carl E. Johnson, who is a chemist and metallurgist working for
the company originated
by the Kaiser
of ship building fame.
At any rate he
asked me if I knew Dwight Johnston and I replied that I did, that I
had gone to school with him. Well, the way it turned out was that
Dwight Johnston roomed with Carl E. Johnson’s mother in San Pedro.
Carl E. Johnson is married and lives elsewhere in the city. Anyway, I
got invited to dinner and afterward we rode around awhile, saw the
ocean etc and then I visited with Dwight awhile. He told me a little
of what he had been doing so that I got a little advance information.
I surely appreciated the way my first Sunday in California turned
out. It definitely was just the thing to keep me from becoming
homesick. However, every once in a while I get to feeling that I wish
I was home again but I suppose that that cannot be for awhile.
Monday morning I
went to work, of course, signed some more papers etc etc. and spent
most of the day in looking around. This morning I had to go over to
Long Beach to get a Social Security number but this afternoon I
worked in the laboratory some. It is all rather confusing at first
but I suppose that that will take care of itself. I believe that I
will not write anymore about my work until I become a trifle more
familiar with it. However, it will be largely routine at first I
expect.
Wilmington, as I
said in my previous letter, is smaller than I thought it was. A large
part of it is oil wells, or industrial plants. Many people live in
Long Beach, Los Angeles or San Pedro and work in Wilmington. When I
live in San Pedro (the place is on Cabrillo Ave., about 3 blocks from
the church, but I forget what the number is) I will still use the
P.E. railway to get to and from work. Strangely enough, it will not
cost me anymore, altho it will be two miles farther. However, the
room I will be getting ($20/month) will be considerably nicer so I
thin the extra riding will be worth it. The rent will be slightly
more than I would pay where I am now but I will be alone in my new
room, besides which it is much nicer as far as neighborhood, size etc
goes.
I think that I will
have to spend about $35/month for food the way it looks now. I only
wish that I had someone to fix me a lunch to take to work with me.
That is the usual custom of most of the people working in the
laboratory at the refinery. However when I get moved perhaps I will
be able to make some arrangements in this respect.
It is barely
possible that I might have to telegraph you for some money if my
expense check does not get to me in time. If it does give out, I will
ask you to send it to my new address which of course, I have partly
forgotten. I will determine what it is soon for I plan to move over
there tomorrow night (maybe) and I will write a note immediately
telling you what it is.
The weather here in
California is not at all what I thought it would be. It is always
foggy in the morning, but the afternoons are sunny. Sometimes it gets
quite warm during the day and it is always comfortably cool at night.
Everything now is sort of dried up looking because it is in the midst
of the dry season. I expect it will be somewhat nicer in the rainy
period. I think when I get some money as a surplus I will buy some
covert pants
to wear to work. That is just as good as anyone wears who is working
there.
I will write more
later but I thought I should let you know that I am moving and that
it is possible I hay have to send for some money before I get my
expense check or pay check.
With love and some
homesickness
C.P.
P.S. The blue ink
is due to the fact that I had to fill my pen in a Shell Co. office
when my pen went dry.
P.S. There is an
oil well in the back yard of the place where I am now staying.
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