Robert Merle Gimbel - Letters home starting 1-4-1951 to 11-15-1952

My brother Bob was drafted into the army in 1951. These are the letters he wrote home to our parents, Orpha Fouts Gimbel and Claude "Bud" Gimbel.



I was born in 1949, so my first memories of Bob were of him on leave, the beautiful oil painting proudly displayed in our living room that his friend painted and of course, after his return, his bright tropical patterned shirts from the Phillipines.



I love you Bob, and I miss you. Mom treasured these letters and now I am sharing them with the world.



World....I hope you enjoy reading them!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

October 21, 1952, Tuesday

Pfc. R. Gimbel
U.S. 5#######
85 Boat Co APO - 928
% Postmaster
San Francisco, California

Dear Mom and Dad,

     Well, here I am again, with some real good news, first, I hope that everyone is well and happy.
     I've been reading in the gazette that a lot of cases of polio are on record, I hope and pray that, it doesn't happen in our family.
     Well, here's the good news, today our orders came down and I am going to leave the 7th of November, and I'll arrive approximately 21 days later, which will be the 28th of November, nice huh!
     I don't know if I will get released right away or if they will give me 30 days leave. 
     I'll call and let you know when I hit the states.
     It sure has happened sooner than I expected, but I am very happy as it will be like a dream.
     I think I'll get discharged at Camp Carson, Colorado, where the 5th Army area men, all do.  I don't know if they will fly us there or by train.
     I've heard that it's 5 days by train, so one way or the other I'll be home for Christmas with bells on.
     I'll need that money sooner than I expected, so I can get ready.
     I spent the $10.00 on shirts, tailoring and etc.
     I'll see you before long, thanks for the Birthday present and pretty card.
     As Ever,
     Love and Kisses.
     Bob
I am sending 10 Pesos, Japanese money, which was the occupancy money they printed during the war.  It is not worth anything.

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