
Ed Vincent with mom Marian Vincent 1943
Introduction: We are thankful to Ed Vincent’s mother Marian for saving all of the letters he mailed home during the war. The collection is a treasure trove of war history and the times, preserved contemporaneously in the words of a son to his family. The letters give extensive training detail and as much deployment detail as military sensors allowed. Ed was an Idaho farm boy growing up and went by his middle name Leonard at home since his father was also named Edgar. Pictures from Ed’s personal collection and training subchapters headings have been added to complement the content of the letters. – Kent Vincent
Advanced Flight Training
January 8, 1944, Marfa Army Air Field, Marfa, TX
I haven’t much time before I have to take a shower and to bed. Just want you to know I had a good trip and am here in beautiful Texas safe and sound. We had a 4 hour layover in L.A. so I went to Pasadena, saw Grandma for about an hour. Mrs. Spencer and Mary took me back over to the station so I had about an hour with her. We didn’t get our hoped for 3-day pass after we got back but instead about three one-day passes, broken up by a lecture, firing range, etc. every day. Sort of a raw deal but I guess we can’t kick after an 8-day furlough.
I haven’t anything but a first day’s opinion of this place but confidentially it doesn’t look too hot. The facilities such as PX, food, theater, etc are OK but the living quarters aren’t exactly like a country club: about 40 per barracks, outside latrines and coal stoves. Only 9 weeks, so I can give that long. Some of the fellows have already ordered their uniforms and I will probably Monday. Will tell you more later but better sign off pretty soon. This address isn’t complete because I don’t know my Post Office box number. We’ll probably send it in a day or two.
We got in at noon today.
Love,
Leonard
January 11, 1944, Marfa Army Air Field, Marfa, TX
Don’t let anyone tell you it doesn’t get cold in Texas. It is as cold here as it was in Idaho when I was home. They say it is a cold spell and that it does get warmer but right now we have to huddle around the two little stoves in each barracks and then breathe cold smoke when we go outside. Yesterday afternoon for the first time it was comfortable outside without an overcoat. To top it off, there hasn’t been any hot water in our outside latrine, something wrong with the heater I guess. So I have taken only two showers in the three days I have been here in this Marfa, TX and that in ice cold water after which you have to make a dash for the barracks. As soon as it warms up a little and we get some hot water it won’t be bad around here.
There are only five of us from Merced in our barracks of 43. The rest are from Lancaster, Bakersfield and Garner Field [TX]. They seem to be good fellows, however. Today we are going to meet our instructors, so may be flying a day or so.
Yesterday, I ordered my uniform or, at least, part of it. I am having it all tailor made, which takes about 6 weeks. I got all measured up and so it should fit. Before we graduate we have to be inspected by a Major to make sure everything fits and that we have the required minimum of clothing. They drove a deal through the PX whereas we get a blouse, a suit of greens and a suit of pinks for $97.30, which is considerable cheaper than you can buy these from an outside company due to the fact that I am buying it at quartermaster prices. I also bought on credit at the PX a pair of pinks (pants) for $12, about $15 elsewhere, and a Bancroft fighter cap, which is really a hot pilot job. I’ll have to buy a lot more stuff before graduation, more shirts, a trench coat ($40) and, of course, brass, wings, etc. I will probably use most of the $250 allotted to us for clothes before I am done. The stuff all sounds high priced doesn’t it, but in comparison to quality and civilian prices the PX gives us a good deal.
I also finished the rest of my 64 flight physical and made it OK. I have to go back today to show the results of the desert fever shot in my left arm.
I got your letter, Mom, mailed the 3rd to Merced a couple of days ago. I hope you got the note I sent the first day I got here. Please note the correct address on the envelope. We just got our box numbers yesterday.
Last night we had a big bull session with our Commandant of Cadets, a major, and learned what is expected of us. The food here is the best yet, pickles, olives, ice cream every meal – are supposed to get fried chicken once a week and steaks at least twice a week. Well, I better sign off.
Love,
Leonard
January 13, 1944, Marfa, TX
I just got your letter mailed the 8th, Mom. It got to Merced the 11th and here the 13th – not bad. By now, of course, you have my Texas address. I have my box number now. Here is my complete address
a/c Edgar L Vincent
19206165
Class 44-C Box 862
M.A.A.F.
Marfa, TX
We each have an individual box in the Cadet Post Office so the Mail Call is a thing of the past and we have to personally go get our own mail.
It is still cold in Texas, below freezing all the time. The altitude here is 4850 feet so part of the coldness is accounted for the rest is just unusual weather. It will have to warm up soon. In the meantime, I go around in a heavy overcoat and my athletic sweat suit on under my OD’s.
I haven’t been up yet in the AT17 [twin-engine Advanced trainer] nicknamed by the cadets as the “bamboo bomber”. I will probably get up the first time tomorrow with my instructor, Lt. Taylor. I guess the plane itself isn’t’ so hard to fly but the procedure is rather complicated.
You wanted to know what Ginny sent me for Christmas. She sent me her picture, a large 12” x 16” and is it good. She wants me to come see her when I get off in March and I may do it if things work out at all. It all depends upon which field I am to report to when I leave here, how much time we have. I, of course, want to get home too. Time will tell.
I just got back from another good chow. They really feed us good here.
We got our stuff (ground school equipment) and started ground school today. It looks like it is going to be very interesting. We are studying the B-25 airplane in one course; also have, of course, the old standbys: Navigation and Code. Will have some more later. Ground school ends when we are upperclassmen (4 ½ weeks) when we will be doing a lot of night flying and cross country flights.
Yes, I’m’ still thinking about the furlough I had two weeks ago. It was fun and really seemed swell just being home for 6 days. I really made the most of it and can’t think of anything I would have rather done than just what I did. I think I have some pretty nice parents, but, of course, it would be unnatural if I did think otherwise; but just the same, I think mine are a little extra special.
Pretty soon, in fact now, our schedule is getting to be tighter, so the free time will be getting scarcer. Sometimes even we have a Link schedule at 12 midnight. It will only last two weeks so that makes anything they want to do to me OK.
Love,
Leonard
January 23, 1944, Marfa, TX
It’s 5:15 Sunday afternoon and I just got back from a show on the field “Round the World” with Kay Kyser and Band. It’s fair only. Last night I stayed on the base, even though we were on open post, and went to a show “No Time For Love, which, incidentally is darn good. It’s funning as heck. A lot of the fellows have gone to Marfa, a town of 2 or 3 thousand or Alpine, about the same size. In either case there is nothing to do that I know of so I decided to stick around and take it easy, which I did. I got to bed about 11 and didn’t get up this morning until 10:30 so I caught up on some much needed sleep. We didn’t have to fly this Sunday for a change.
Today I got a letter from you, Mom and Dad, and also the box of cookies. The letter was mailed the 20th and got here the morning of the 23rd, so that’s not bad time. I’m glad my letters make such good time, Air Mail. Yours make better time Air Mail too. Thanks a million for the cookies, that comes from myself and several other cadets who appreciate good cookies. Thanks also for the baggage tag that was in the letter. You are right, it is better than the one I had on my new suitcase when I was in Idaho.
I have my nice wool-lined slippers on and my shirt off, have a foot locker on my bunk for a desk and am sitting astraddle (is that right?) my bunk. Solid comfort.
In answer to your question about our planes, etc., Dad, here goes. These AT 17’s are made by Cessna and have 2 Jacobs 245 HP engines. They are restricted to level flight and partial stalls, so the thrill-giving loops etc. are out. They won’t take it. The cockpit has seats adjacent for pilot and copilot and three seats in the rear for passengers. They have wheels instead of sticks, conventional for single engine planes. They aren’t particularly hard to fly, but have a lot of complicated procedures. It takes quite a while to check everything before takeoff. They have electrically operated flaps, retractable wheels and lots of mag and battery, light switches and lots of gauges to watch all of which complicates things a little more. We never fly without a copilot, either another cadet or else our instructor. Most of our time here will be solo so I will rack up about as much copilot time as I do pilot time. We have to get 70 hours time as pilot to graduate.
Yesterday, I took a plane for all day. I rode as copilot for an hour, then went over to an auxiliary field where I picked up another cadet who copiloted for me for about 1:15 hour. I then set down for gas (40 gallons for about 2 hours flying). I then made copilot for that cadet until we called it a day at 7:00 when we came back to the home field. It’s pretty tiring but, of course, I’ll get used to it. Here are some details of the field. The upper-class is about 500 in number and our class is 950. There are, of course, more than that number [in] G.I.’s here who work on the field as mechanics, etc. The runways are set like thus: [hand-drawn runways: one E-W, one N-S, two parallel NW-SE and two parallel NE-SW]. The runways are very long. Some of us think around 1 mile so can handle the big bombers. The field is located in a valley surrounded by tabletop hills about 10,000 feet elevation. The field elevation is 4854 feet, so it cools of at night.
We will get a lot of cross countries both day and night and several hours of formation flying. Also we get 20 more hours of instruments as well as 10 more hours of Link training. We will be flying the basics and get some good navigation problems.
The other night we got measured for our issue upon graduation: winter flying suit, boots, summer flying suit, jacket, gloves, and helmet. We will also get some luggage and a parachute upon graduation.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Too bad about Mrs. Arms and Dr. Remember me to them please.
February 1, 1944, Marfa, TX
Just got back from chow and here’s what I had for dessert: apple pie, cake, ice cream and rice pudding. I should get fat at that rate but I seem to stick around 200 lbs. pretty close. Guess I have reached my limit as long as I keep up this PT and other work, but I hate to think what will happen when I quit working out. It rained last night, so for PT today we ran around about two miles without stopping. How do they expect me to gain any weight at that rate?
The rain also stopped most the flying except dual, instruments and formation. I got 1:10 hours formation. My total now is 20 hours. My darn copilot was supposed to take my plane up and I was to be his copilot, but one brake was set up too tight and we decided not to fly it any more. We called in for a replacement and then we found that it was on a red cross (unflyable), so by that time it was too late to join any formation so we gave it up as a bad job. When I landed the right wheel being bound up a bit it started to veer me off to the right. I had to burn a little rubber with the left wheel to keep the darn thing straight. When I set the brake to change seats with my copilot it must have stuck worse yet because he couldn’t even taxi the darn thing without using full throttle and holding a lot of left brake. We turned it into the crew chief and let him worry about it. Probably a new brake with the adjustment set up too tight or else the hydraulic line is plugged up so the fluid can’t back away from the cylinder.
Too darn bad about your car, Roger. I only hope they can beat out the dent and straighten the door so it won’t show ill after effects. I bet you were really scared when it started to roll over and I can hear Leila Mae screaming now!
I looked up the fellow, Stattler, in the clipping you sent, Mom, and we had quite a talk. I never knew him because he was several years ahead of me in school but we knew quite a few common friends. He is in 44-B so will be leaving dear Marfa in about 6 days. He is going to Twin Falls on his furlough with his wife. I am very undecided what I will do on my few days off. I know you would probably feel hurt if I didn’t come home, but Ginny wants me to come to Iowa and I would like to go so may do that. It’s a while yet but where my next field is will determine some what I will do. Wouldn’t it be something if I were sent to Mt. Home [Idaho] for B-24 transitional? Heaven forbid but that would be as near to civilization as I am here.
About the heavy bombardment deal, Mom, I wouldn’t be satisfied as an instructor or some other monotonous job; at least I don’t think I would. I am asking for B-17s or B-24’s but, of course, they do whatever they want with you.
Thanks a lot for the popcorn balls, Mom. They really taste good and believe it or not I still have a few left. Last night our tactical officer came in to shoot the breeze and he got rid of one of them. Mom, better he doesn’t come in tonight because if he doesn’t I’ll have more of what’s left for myself.
I didn’t do anything Sunday but lay around, slept till 11:00 and went to a show “Gung Ho” and wrote a letter or two. There really isn’t much to do in town so I haven’t been off the Field. Guess some of these weekends I’ll have to see what the Texas people eat. It’s a cinch, everything they eat must be shipped in because all there is around here is cactus and a few heads of cattle.
Tomorrow I will go on a cross country to El Paso, Salt Flat, Valentine and home. I would have gone today but the ceiling was too low for any cross country. We get a lot of cross countries around here, some quite a distance such as New Mexico, Oklahoma and places in East Texas. They should be a lot of fun with a copilot to talk with and on the longer ones where we stop for gas we get some time to look the place over so they tell me.
I sent a “Flight Line” which you should be getting about now. They just sent them from Merced. It’s not bad at all but the pictures are all printed too dark. I hope you like it. I sent one to June, Ginny and Mary, and kept one for myself.
We got paid yesterday, so I am back in the running as far as dough is concerned. I draw $97+ but, of course, had to get rid of quite a bit of it for mess. I hate to think of my financial status when I start paying for these clothes since we don’t get our $250 till the day before we leave. I ordered a $54 tailor-made trench coat the other day, really a beautiful coat.
I better get studying for a darn Aircraft Recognition test tomorrow. That’s the only ground school subject that has even given me any trouble.
Love,
Leonard
February 6, 1944, Sunday night, Marfa, TX
Well this is the beginning of another ink at Marfa. Time is really flying and nothing of interest seems to happen for me to write about. I spent another weekend, such as it was, on the post. Last night I went to the show “The Lodge”, really gruesome, lot of murders. We flew this morning until 2:00 this afternoon and I went to the show again this afternoon, saw “Song of Russia”. Seems like there isn’t much of anything in this part of the country to do or see.
The reason we had to fly this morning is because they are trying to finish us up on instruments so I’ll be getting my instrument check right away. I now have 8:40 hours of the 10 hours dual instruments so I’ll be getting my instrument check right away. We fly the “Beam” a lot. In case you don’t know what the beam is it’s a radio signal set up whereas you can maintain a course by radio and with proper timing and let down procedure make an approach to a landing without ever seeing the field. It’s incredible the accuracy with which it can be done. The beam looks like this from above [hand drawing of four narrow beams forming an “X” with the “cone of silence” being at the intersection and the quadrant space between the beam lines alternately labeled “N” and “A”]. When you are on the beam you get a solid steady signal and when you are in the quadrant you hear the code of the letter “N” or “A”. At the “cone of silence” you hear no signal at all, thusly making a definite reference point from which to start your time and let down to the field.
The flying is going on the same as usual and before we know it we will be upperclassmen. The present upper class graduates the 8th. Incidentally that date reminds me that I have a dental appointment at 1930 on the 8th. When we had our examination they found a small cavity.
June wrote and wants me to come see her after I graduate. Since I saw the rest of the family a month ago, I may go to see her and also Ginny on my furlough after graduation. It’s a long way off but I suppose it will come before I know it at the rate time flies.
Did I tell you I ordered a $54 trench coat through the PX. It should be a darn good one but nothing’s too good if you have to spend a lot of money for it and expect to wear it for a long time.
I am really sore tonight because I was so eager on the obstacle course the other day. One of my buddies is going to give me a rub down before I got to bed.
I miss you all and still have memories of my last seeing you. I really had a happy time while I was home. It’s 21:30 and almost time for me to get cleaned up and into bed. So, so long and
Love,
Leonard
February 12, 1944, Marfa, TX
Another Sunday rolls around and I find myself with enough time to write my parents a long overdue letter. It seems the only time I have to myself is on Sundays. From now on we may have a little more though because ground school is over.
Mom, I owe you a lot of thanks, one for the box of a new kind of cookie which, incidentally, I finished last night and one for the wonderful box of Valentine cookies and candy I got today. I thought my supply of goodies was about to deplete yesterday but when I go over for mail this noon what should I find but another box from you. I knew right away what it was. Several of the fellows got boxes from home today so we are really eating. Thanks again.
Last night, three of us went to the show “The Miracle of Morgan’s Creek” and this afternoon I just got back from seeing “The Song of the Desert” (nothing extra). That’s about all there is to do around here on weekends.
I’m glad ground school is over, not that it isn’t interesting but that I am getting awfully tired of it and the rest from it will be swell. From now on we will spend most of our time flying. We will be going on a lot of cross countries and will be doing a lot of night flying. I have finished instrument and passed the check OK, so now when I graduate I will have the 50-3 instrument rating which isn’t bad. Previous to a few classes ago not nearly so much stress was laid on instrument flying and as a result a lot of the combat pilots said instruments were more important than their training had included, so we are benefiting from the experience. Also, there is a new breakdown of our time that gives us a lot more formation flying, both day and night. We are getting 12 hours now in place of the previous 7. I like formation very much and I guess that’s why I am doing OK in it. My instructor, who like all instructors hates to pass out many compliments, said I did a very good job of formation flying. I think I do a better job than most of the fellows. Pardon me if I seem to be blowing my horn.
In answer to your inquiry about coming down for graduation, Mother, I wouldn’t advise it because of the lack of accommodations here. There aren’t enough places even for the cadet wives to stay. Of course, I would love to have you here when I graduate but I think you would be disappointed in this place. Our upper class graduated last Saturday and it so happened the day was almost zero and the sky cloudy. The ceremony isn’t anything too spectacular but there was a fellow who dragged the field several times at about five feet and then would shoot straight up. He certainly gave everyone a thrill.
This week we are going to start doing some skeet shooting. Since I have never done it I am looking forward to it. I guess that explains one reason why shotgun shells are so hard to get for civilians. It should be a lot of fun.
My uniform came the other day. So I rushed over to the tailor shop to see how it fit. Everything fit fine except they had the belt in the blouse sewn a little cockeyed across the back. On my shirt and pants I have never had a better fit in my life. It’s hard to believe that I have spent now $200 and still have a lot of stuff to buy, such as shoes, more shirts, pants. The bad part of it is that in a few months I’ll have to start buying summer clothes. I may have to write for the $100 I sent home, since we don’t get our $250 until the last day. I am debating whether or not to keep my cadet blouse and have belt and braid put on it. By signing a statement of charges it would only cost me $20 and as far as blouses go it is about as nice as an officer blouse.
Yes, we have Kleenex in the PX. Do you want me to send you a package? Due to your trouble in getting cigars, Dad, I have been buying a few at a time and when I get enough I’ll send them to you, that is, if my buddies don’t smoke them up for me. We can only buy three at a time. I have tried a couple myself but can’t quite go there.
It’s about time for chow so I’ll sign off for now. I doubt if I am very hungry because of all the candy I have eaten.
Love,
Leonard
Ps No, I don’t like Texas very well, at least what I’ve seen of it. It’s a desolate place. Right now we are having a sand storm. Some place.
February 20, 1944, Marfa, TX
It’s nine now so I don’t have time to write much more than a note, but thought it time I let you know what’s cooking in Marfa. Thanks lots for the American Legion introduction card. I put it in my billfold. Never can tell someday it may help put me on the “in”.
As near as I can figure it out Elmer Reichert is going to be an instructor at a civilian Primary. If that is the case, he is not a commissioned officer, but rather a civilian in the reserve, allowed to wear officer’s clothes with the exception of the insignia. It’s not a bad deal except that he’ll never get to fly combat planes.
We are doing quite a bit of skeet shooting lately and will do some more this week. It’s really great sport. Just like shooting pheasant only you have to get on them a little faster. I am showing a little improvement and shot 12 out of the 25 the last time we went out, which won me second money in the 50 cent pot a bunch of us got up.
The flying is going fine. We flew two nights last week and will fly two more this week. Next time our Squadron is going on a cross country to San Antonio and Junction. We will eat at San Antonio so will probably take along our Class A’s and may get to see a little of the town – I hope.
Our graduation is now set at the 12th of March instead of the 11th as originally planned. It’s really hard to imagine that what I have always dreamed of is finally going to come true. I don’t know where my next station will be but I can guess that I bet won’t be too far off New Mexico.
Today I called Marfa to find out the train schedule to Des Moines. The connection I see best will get me there about the 14th. I’m hoping to get over to Indianapolis to see June too but time will tell how things will finally pan out. I would appreciate the receipt of the $100 I sent home because with all these clothes to pay for and a furlough coming up it’s going to be hard on the roll of greens.
Hope Duck has his car fixed now. Also wish I had the Chev he bought here. It would simplify this furlough transportation situation to no end.
Love,
Vince
March 5, 1944, Sunday 11:00 am, Marfa, TX
I just crawled out of the sack and got to bed about 12 last night so you see I got plenty of sleep. I was a little tired due to the fact that we flew till 5 am Saturday morning and then due to a mix-up in the schedule had to get up at 10:00 to go to lecture in Safeguarding Military Information. We fly again tonight but I only need 20 minutes so I will be copilot most of the night. Will finish up. Yesterday afternoon we had an inter-squadron competitive formation flight and instrument take offs. I happened to be one of the six picked from Squadron 26 to fly formation. Each formation from the five squadrons made a pass over the field where the judges were, then each of us peeled off at 5 second intervals, came in and landed on a line on the runway beside a jeep where the C.O. was sitting. Haven’t heard yet how we came out. Vining (sleeps next to me) made the instrument take off for our squadron. Those of us who flew formation may get to be in the review on graduation day.
Mother, about your going to Indianapolis during my delay events, I’m not certain about any of my plans for going there due to the uncertainty which I won’t have solved until I find out where I report and the date I will have to report. About the only thing I can do is wire you when I find out. The last class didn’t know until about two days before graduation. I plan to catch the 10:10 pm train out of El Paso Sunday night, which will get me in Des Moines at 6 am. The morning of the 14th (Tuesday). I told Ginny I may go to Indianapolis and asked if she would like to go with me. I think it only takes about a day to make it. June asked to bring her along because she said her apartment was plenty big and could take care of her. At present, I don’t have any idea what I’ll do. I would like to see you in Indianapolis. I’ll give you the lowdown just soon as I find out.
Thanks heaps, Dad, for the big letter. I sure like to hear from you. Maybe it’s because of the rarity, but you do write very interesting letters. Thanks also for the prompt 100 bucks which believe me is going to come in handy on the furlough. I never realized just how much it costs to become an officer. The “Bowel Ration” blank is very clever and I, as well as all the other fellows in the barracks really got a bang out of [it].

Ed Vincent earns Wings Marfa TX March 1944
Just got back from chow and the PO, which contained another letter from you, Mom. We had pork chops and apple pie today.
Stanley’s fiancée’s name is Mildred. Stan hasn’t said anything to me but I hear, from Granma, that they are about to take the big step. Don’t worry about me getting hitched. Can’t see getting tied down with things about my future as uncertain as they are.
Glad to hear you found a man, Dad. Hope he proves better than you expect. I can imagine that you have to put up with about whatever you can get these days.
About the income tax, Dad, I went down to Legal Section the other day but it was during noon hour so they weren’t open. I will go again in a day or two to file a return because I understand by filing a return we will get what we paid on our “42” tax back as well as the Victory tax we paid in ’43. I don’t understand why but I’m going to get the lowdown on the set up.
It will be a week from today I can pin these wings on. Getting a commission in a year sounds pretty good but I for one feel I have earned it. At least, I’m not a shirttail 90 day wonder.
Love,
Leonard
March 6, 1944, Marfa, TX
I went down to find out about my income tax on 1943 for income year of 1942. I am going to get all of it back that I paid and also will get back what Victory tax was withheld from my wage after 1943 (Jan 1) which was $15.80 according to a statement Vard Inc. [manufacturing company in Pasadena] sent me. I wasn’t sure whether you paid 2 or 3 payments for me and whether the payments were $75 or $80. According to the legal boys I shall have receive a form 1125 from the U.S. telling me exactly how much I have paid on it.
As I remember my tax was $309.00 but I think you have access to that information and what you have paid for by bank withdrawals.
He filled out a copy blank for me, which I will send you. Please fill out one of the extras I am sending and mail to:
Collector of Internal Revenue
P.O Building
Pasadena, Calif.
I also made out a Power of Attorney, which I am enclosing. We had a lecture one day by one the legal boys and he tells us we should have some[one] to take care of our stuff if we had anything at all. So here it is. Maybe it will come in handy someday.
I am sorry I have wasted so much time on this income tax deal but is wasn’t until a week or so ago I found out we could get that tax back by filing this year. It is supposed to be in by the 15th but I doubt if you can make it.
Hope it won’t prove too much a bother. I’m getting things lined up so I can blow this place in a hurry on the 12th.
Love,
Leonard
Combat Crew Training – B-17 Bomber
March 25, 1944, Saturday afternoon, Roswell Army Airfield, Roswell, NM
Dear Dad,
How goes everything on the farm? I expect you are glad to have some good cooking after a couple of weeks of batching. Also imagine you are hard at it again this spring on the farm work. You will probably be more shorthanded than ever this year, which will mean all the more work for you. I bet you are keeping the tractor going every day now get the ground in shape. Hope everything goes smooth as possible.
I want to tell you something about Roswell because I know you are interested in what goes on down here. Stop me please if I let out any military information. We have about 100 B-17s here, most of them model F’s., but a few of the new model G’s with the chin turrets on and two 50 caliber instead of the old one in the bombardier compartment, making a total of eleven 50 caliber machine guns all flexible mounted. Some of these transition planes have the guns still in and some even have the Norden M-9 bombsight installed. The bomb racks are a structured part of the plane so a load of bombs and some ammunition would make them ready to go. Although I haven’t been up in one yet I have been out and crawled all through them. No foolin’ that is the most beautiful piece of human ingenuity I have ever seen. The workmanship, especially in the engines would astound you. All the parts are ground to almost gage finish. The cost of one of these beauties is $350,000, so it ought to be pretty nice. Its weight is 50,000 lbs. or 25 tons. Quite a bit of weight to be throwing around, Eh What? The height is 19 feet, the span of wings 104 feet and the length 74. Total crew without cameraman is 10 men, four of which are commissioned officers: the bombardier, the navigator, pilot and copilot. For flying here, we will use only the pilot, copilot (or instructor) and the flight engineer. We get a minimum of 40 hours dual before we can solo, that is, take it up without our instructors. We will undoubtedly get some very interesting cross countries from here. The last class went to Minneapolis, Denver and such places. They won’t come till a little later, however. All in all, I’m really in love with this ship and will be glad when I have one myself and have a crew of my own to train.
What I want to get in if I can after I finish here is the B-29 with 8,000 HP instead of the 4800 in the B-17 and a span of approximately 150 feet. It has about 19 guns and, of course, a much longer range and bomb load. But if I don’t get in will be happy with the B-17 because that’s what I have always wanted. This first week we have done nothing but gone to school to learn about the cockpit, procedures, etc. before we start flying. We have gone 7 hours a day and even after we start flying we will be going 3 or 4 hours a day. One thing for sure, you never stop learning about flying because it’s humanly impossible to know all there is about it. When a guy does get the idea he knows it all they usually dig him out of a pile of aluminum. I’d just as soon go to ground school.
Tell Mom, I got my crash bracelet, at least it is ready. I think I’ll go in town tonight and pick it up since I had a pair of wings soldered on a couple of extra links in so it would go around my ham of a wrist and also had some engraving put on the back (my name and serial number). Thanks a lot to Mom, June and Roger for the big shell out so I could buy it.

2nd Lt. Ed Vincent portrait 1944
This being an officer is plenty OK. No more formations to make, get up and go to bed when you please. In fact, we are our own bosses. We can take off for town whenever we see fit and, in general, do what we please. Of course, we have to be to classes on time, etc. but they have that up to us. What do you know, I don’t even make my bed or sweep my floor anymore. This is really rough having a colored orderly to take care of such things. Being an officer isn’t as easy as that because we will even more than now have a lot of responsibility placed upon us. Another thing is that we are respected by enlisted men to the extent that they rely on us and look to us for help. It has a lot of privileges but also involves a lot of work and responsibility.
Our base pay as is any 2nd Lieutenant (shavetail) $150 per month. But being flying officers we are given a bonus 50% of base pay making a total of $225. On top of that we get a certain amount for subsistence ($21). I think we are going to run over our subsistence allotment here though because my bill for the week I have been here for food was $7.02. So it will probably run about a dollar a day. Our check for this month will be little smaller since we have no flight pay and get officer’s pay only since the 12th. It is $119 when I get it. Out of that I have a $50 war bond each month I have allotted. Also we pay for our insurance now instead of the old uncle, a lot of dry cleaning, Officer’s Club dues and meals. A 2nd Lieutenant isn’t the richest guy in the world but I think I will be able to save a little beside the war bond allotment. You won’t receive the bonds for a while since the first one doesn’t come out till the month of May.
I had a very swell furlough and got to see darn the whole family. Wish I could have seen you.
Did you get my bag of pinks I sent from Marfa? Also did you get the “Power of Attorney” I sent from there? Well I have to beat it to Link Training now so I better sign off, besides I’m about to run out [of writing space].
Love as ever, your son,
Leonard
April 2, 1944, Roswell, NM
Well about this time at home I expect you are popping popcorn and in general taking it easy. I have had a pretty soft time of it myself doing nothing all day but sleeping. Went to the show this afternoon and am now at the Officers Rec Room where I have been playing pool, table tennis and now time for a little letter writing. The show I saw was “Shine on Harvest Moon”, truly a fine picture. I about split in a few places. If the opportunity presents don’t miss it.
Last night being Saturday night I had to go to the marvelous metropolis of Roswell to see the local farmers drift into town. It seems all they do is put on a clean pair of Levis and then best cowboy boots and head for the town where Ma and all the kids wander up and down the streets. Some fun, in fact, it’s almost like Saturday night in Twin Falls. Three of us shavetails went in together and about wore our arms out walking up one side of the street and down the other saluting the G.I.’s in town. After finding nothing to do, not even decent dance in town, we ended up going to the show “Destination Tokyo”, which I also think was a good picture. The main reason I went to town was to get the bracelet I bought last Monday with my graduation money. It was supposed to be ready but the jokers had it all done but forgot to put the extra links in necessary to make it large enough to go around my oversize wrist. They did, however, do a good job of putting the wings around and engraving. I’ll go back to pick it up some time this week, that is, if I find time.
We start flying Tuesday night so, of course, I am anxious to get my feet off the ground and see how the B-17 handles. Now we will be going to school only 3 or 4 hours a day and the rest of the time flying the Link. Yesterday afternoon I played basketball in the gym. So last night I found a lot of sore muscles. It’s surprising how quick you can get out of shape after laying off for a couple of weeks.
I still like this field as good as ever. There are more navigators taking Bombardier training here than there are pilots. We pilots sort of consider them a bunch of chumps, but I guess they figure we are about the same so that makes us even. I’m darn glad I got pilot training because when it comes to flying an airplane and what makes it fly they don’t seem to know beans about it. The aviation training I have and am going to get should be invaluable when I go on to school after this bloody thing is over.
There are also quite a few German prisoners of war here that they put to such jobs as making sidewalks, racking up rocks, etc. They sing German war songs and some of them still wear parts of their uniforms. Wish I could talk German so I could talk to them because I imagine they would prove very interesting. Of course, they keep a gun over them all the time.
I didn’t’ get to see Mrs. Cosgrave after I got back to Des Moines after returning from Indianapolis. I meant to get back to Des Moines a day earlier than I did but when Ginny and I got to Chicago we found out that the next train we could get on would be the following day so we had to stay in Chicago overnight. We had a good time in Chicago but I would rather have gotten back to Des Moines because I wanted to spend a little time out to Drake so I could see the boys who are going through now and talk to the officers. When I called Et up the day of the night I left she said that the road was so muddy it would be impassible to even walk and let alone take a car, so I didn’t get to see them. I’m still dreaming about the wonderful time I had on my delay. It all went so very quickly. No telling you when I can see you all again but I’m thinking of you.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Please send my camera soon.
April 2, 1944, Sunday afternoon, Roswell, NM
I bet you think I have forgotten all about you because of the interval between letters. At least I have an explanation.
Since we have been flying every day, it has been a case of crawling out of a B-17 into a sack, out of the sack and back into the B-17 with a little interval for eating and a few ground school subjects. It can’t last much longer, however. I, for one, will have all my time in in a few days at this rate. I have about 92 hours in now and the minimum is 105. I think I’ll run over 105 quite a bit though because you have to have a certain amount of diversified time. As yet I have to fly formation, go on a high altitude flight and some cross country. The last class went on some good cross countries to such places as Salt Lake City, Minneapolis, MN and Florida but the fat rumor now has it that we aren’t going to get one. We were supposed to fly this afternoon but I guess they decided to give us a break and besides our class time as a whole is pretty high so we don’t need to be flying today. To say the least, it is a mighty welcome break. In case I didn’t tell you and I don’t think I did, I soloed the monstrosity a few days ago, that is, in the sense I flew without an instructor aboard. Of course, you always have to have at least a copilot and an engineer along. It’s really great to fly without someone telling you what to do and why in hell you don’t do it right. Someone aboard is supposed to be in contact with the tower on radio but the rest can listen to anything they want so we turn the radio compass and liaison set on and listen to jive. We are supposed to stay in the local area but some of the fellows have been known to go as far as Denver and back in the 5 hours flying period. It’s taking a pretty big risk if they ever catch you so I imaging I’ll stay pretty much in the vicinity of RAAF. Night before last we practiced bomb approaches, which is some fun. One of us goes below in the nose where the bomb sight stabilizer is located and mess around making believe we are bombing some farm house. With the P.D.I. (Pilot Directional Indicator) turned on the bombardier has almost control of the plane, that is, if the pilot follows the indicator.
The lower class came in day before yesterday and I have found a lot of old acquaintances, most of them fellows who have been washed back a class for some reason or other.
I imagine I will go do a little bowling this afternoon. Last night I went to town, bought a T shirt, bar of soap and a pair of gabardine pants ($11.00). After that went to a show “Last Angel”, which I thought was pretty good.
Ginny says she is coming down to see me when her school is out, the middle of May. I have been gazing around a bit at diamonds here but there isn’t much of a selection in Roswell and are they high. I can see right now where my bank roll is going to be depleted. Unless I change my mind, I am going to give her one when she comes down. I don’t think I’ll make any plans about getting married, however, before I go overseas, even though she would like to. The B-17 is going to give me enough to worry about for a while.
Thanks, Mom, for the clippings, looks like Magic Valley has nothing but pilots. The little home town has a lot of rank in it anyway.
Love,
Leonard
April 9, 1944, Roswell, NM
Well, here it is Easter and Roswell has been in the midst of a dust storm most of the day. It is still blowing. A lot of the officers dawned their new summer uniforms as today is the first day they are allowed but it isn’t very good weather for that. Now I am going to have to buy a lot more clothes: suntan shirts and pants and a blouse if I decide I need one. Don’t think I will buy one for a while, however, because they are not absolutely necessary. This stuff of buying your own clothes is OK but I didn’t realize how lucky I was financially when the old uncle was buying them for me.
I got the box yesterday. Thanks for sending my camera and also for the cookies, Mom. They are almost gone now but you can be assured that they are plenty good and much appreciated. I guess they wouldn’t be much good to anyone if I didn’t’ eat them so eat them I did, with the aid of a couple of roomies.
Don’t know when I’ll get a chance to get any pictures but I want to get some sections of the B-17 sometime. Reckon I can. I have 15+ hours now and am really liking the airplane. It will probably be about 40 hours before I solo out. The last 2+ hours I spend on instruments. We will go ahead and finish instruments before I solo out since you have to be through instruments before you can solo at night. Most of our instrument work here is beam work, instrument let down and radio compass instrument. The radio compass is truly a marvelous instrument. You can tune in any frequency from 200 KC to 1750 KC, which includes all the standard broadcasting stations and the compass needle will “home” on that station automatically, thus telling you which direction the station is from you. The more useful aspect is that you can sit and listen to Harry James, etc. while flying. The B-17 has three different receiving and three transmitting sets on it, one a relatively new set up which utilizes very high frequency (100,000 KC – 130,000 KC), another set, the Liaison Set, has a very long range both transmitting and receiving. It is entirely controlled by the radio operator so isn’t used much around here.
The class ahead of us is leaving ahead of schedule, some not even having all their time (105 hours min) in yet. This weekend they went on cross countries to such places as Pensacola FL, Alabama, Minneapolis and one fellow I knew of went to Ogden. They were all hoping that it would weather in after they got to those destinations, but I’m afraid they are all back by now.
What do you know, “Saint” (one of my roomies) just came in with some cakes. It tastes darn good with the oatmeal cookies.
How good time do my Air Mail letters make compared with [the] “frees”? I am wondering if they make as good time as they did from Marfa.
Last Thursday night I tried to find with no luck a florist shop open because I wanted to wire some flowers to you. As it is I didn’t have a chance to send anything home for Easter, but was thinking about you all just the same. I went to church this morning and to a show this afternoon “Four Jills in a Jeep”, which isn’t at all bad. The rest of the day I have spent reading stuff on the operation of the B-17. There is an awful lot to learn.
Well, my chum buddies are hot for hitting the sack so I’ll sign off.
With love,
Vince
April 16, 1944, Roswell, NM
It is 4:30 Sunday afternoon and is the wind blowing. We are supposed to fly tonight at 6:30 till 01:00 in the morning. Right now I would hate to have to land because there is a lot of New Mexico dust in the air. Hope it dies down before we go up. I have about 32 hours now and will be taking my instrument check with a few more hours of instruments. This plane is really nice to fly instruments because it is very stable and doesn’t bounce around like smaller planes. Yesterday morning while I was in ground school four of us got called out to fly since there were some extra planes due to the fact that the upper class is about finished. We will be flying every day soon, so they say, until the lower class comes in to fly.
June sent the pictures taken in Indianapolis while we were there to Ginny and Ginny sent them on to me. I marked the ones I wanted and sent them back to June. There are really some good pictures there or have you already seen them?
Ginny says she is going to come to Roswell to see me if I am still here when her vacation comes May 10. I should to be here until the later part of May, unless they put me in an accelerated group like one of my roommates is who will graduate May 5. I sure hope they don’t because poor “Red” is flying every day, so he’s putting in about 30 hours in a week. That’s too much time. If Ginny does come down I am thinking seriously of buying her a ring. Tell me what you think of that? I’m not going to make any plans about getting married because I figure I’ll be overseas within 5 or 6 months.
You mentioned in your last letter, Mom, something about Mrs. Armes sending me a telegram. If she did I never got it. I wrote her a rather short letter a couple of days ago. There wasn’t much I could say but I did my best. Wish I could have heard Dad speak at the funeral. After some thought about his death I came to the realization that the Armes were about the finest people I ever knew. It’s going to be hard to imagine Mrs. Armes as a widow but I guess she has been practically that for the past year or two.
I imagine you are all amidst the spring farm work now, but I hope it isn’t as windy there as it is her right now. It has been blowing all day.
Well I guess I better be signing off because I have to fly in a few minutes. I just got back from chow – three kinds of ice cream tonight. Pretty hard to take, Eh What? I don’t seem to be gaining much weight though.
Did I tell you I made a checking account in the bank at Roswell? I thought I better not carry too much money around at once. I signed the payroll for the month the other day and it amounts to $250 approximately but, of course, I won’t end up with all that. Also have to buy some summer clothes.
Yesterday, being the 15th, I had to go to the Advocates office and make estimates on my 1944 income and Victory tax. I had to pay $47.27 so decided to pay it all at once instead of quarterly with my first check. Hope I made it out right. I sent it to the Collector of Internal Revenue in Twin Falls. If I had wanted it would have cost me 25% more. This way I can forget about it. Incidentally, I am supposed to get some back on my 1942 tax. I haven’t heard a thing on it yet.
Love all,
“Vince”
Ps How does Air Mail compare with regular times in arriving in Idaho?
April 24, 1944, Roswell, NM
This is going to be good. This is the first time I have ever touched a type writer in a long time so don’t look too closely at the spelling because that is one thing that this thing won’t do. You probably wonder where I got ahold of a typewriter. Well, here is the story. I am the “Officer of the Day” today, tonight and tomorrow till noon. It’s not a bad job so far but the only bad part of it is that I have to stay over night in the office and take calls, etc. We, myself and the other O.D., will fix up a bed or two in the office so I may get a little sleep between calls. This sems like more of a rest than a job.
I am still flying every day 5 hours a day so am really racking up the time. At the present rate I should have about 100 hours by the end of this week, which isn’t bad if I say so myself. Seeing that I have only been here about 3 weeks, I passed my instrument check today, which, of course, makes me very happy because that is what more of the fellows who did wash out washed out on. We didn’t lose many of the fellows but a few of them got it on instruments which is a very disheartening time to lose out in the game. Don’t have any idea how much longer we will be flying every day but we will have to stop when the new class comes in, which will be the latter part of this week and it will be another week before they start flying, which means that as soon as they start we will go on an every other day schedule. This is Ok but it is getting mighty tiring. When the lower class does start we should have a little rest. I flew this morning and don’t have to again until tomorrow night, at which time I should get my solo check. If I pass it OK it will mean I am the happy guy who has soloed a B-17, which I consider quite an accomplishment. Maybe I am bragging but just the same I have always wanted it and I am getting it. I am pretty happy.
I got a letter from you today, Mom, you really do pretty well on the letter writing. Wish I were half as good on my correspondence. Glad the Duck got rid of his Studebaker at a little profit. Guess the Duck is a bit of a Jew. Wonder where he got that trait out of the Vincent family? That only leaves him with only two cars now doesn’t it? Gee but that must be rough. Or does he only have one since he sold the Chev?
I was glad to hear that Clarence got his medical discharge, because if he was put on limited service he would probably end up as first flunky in the office, which I am sure he wouldn’t like very well. Also glad to hear that he isn’t too badly hurt, but of course, a frozen lung will never be the same. Sounds like Charles Kevan has been around a bit in the thick of things. I don’t remember him very well, but do know of the name and the picture you sent from the paper makes me recall his face. When I go across I want to go to the European theater, if possible, but, of course, I have little or no say in the matter.
As you probably noticed this typewriter is giving me a bad time with its spelling. I wonder what is wrong with it. I guess I wasn’t cut out to be typist with these big fingers because I have the trouble of hitting two keys at the same time.
Well, this about all that I think of to say right now. I guess I’ll sign off with love,
Leonard
May 10, 1944, Roswell, NM
Looks like I am a bit richer if I can ever get ahold of Keith to collect. You see we made a bet of $5 that the other would get married first. Looks like he lost. No, I haven’t any plans for getting married now. I’d a little rather be single when I go overseas, but I am going to be an engaged man in about 4 or 5 days. Ginny is going to be here the 14th, so I will probably give her the ring soon after she arrives. I forgot to tell you that I bought a ring. “Red” and the “Saint” helped me pick it out last Monday. It’s about a 4 point diamond with some smaller ones on the side, yellow gold with a platinum mount. It cost $244 with the tax. I would like to have gotten a half carat stone but they run about $350-$400, which is a little beyond me. I guess the price of diamonds is sky-high now. I like the ring very much and so do my roomies. It’s still in the jewelers because I don’t want it around anymore than I have to.
About the pictures, I sent mine to Ginny and she sent them on to June, some time ago but I haven’t heard from her for a long time. As soon as I get them back I’ll send them on to you so you can pick out any you want. Don’t know why June hasn’t written for so long, guess she’s busy. June sent me her pictures a long time ago and I sent them back but haven’t received any reprints. I think some of hers a pretty good, don’t you?
Too bad about your cold Mom. Wish you could get rid of it. If and when Idaho ever warms up you will probably get rid of it in a hurry. It has been pretty warm around here. We are wearing summer clothes most of the time and whenever I get a chance I take my shirt off. The officer’s swimming pool is filled now but haven’t had a chance to use it yet. Things have eased up a lot as far as the work is concerned. I have been getting some fine sack time lately. I have 116 hours (over the required minimum) but have to drop some bombs. We fly tonight but since we don’t bomb at night I doubt if I will get up unless they have some extra planes. I won’t mind getting in some time because every hour helps. Yesterday we got to see our final grade sheets and I did better than I thought, quite a little better than the other fellows who fly with my instructor, but he was always having a bad time with something or other. We have been dropping from the bomb trainer (a machine about 20 feet high that moves across the hanger floor simulating a bomb approach) to become accustomed to the flight operation. Those Norden sights are the height of mechanical perfection. Precision that watchmakers never hear of. Everything is finished like a gauge.
Well I haven’t much more news and the time is short till I have to leave for the flight line.
Lots of love,
Leonard
May 18, 1944, Roswell, NM
I’m sorry I haven’t written more lately. Seems that between Ginny and the Field I keep pretty busy. I just got back from chow now and I was supposed to got to retreat but they called if off because there is a little dust blowing.
Believe it or not your wandering son is engaged as of last Sunday night. I certainly should have written you sooner, please forgive me. She likes the ring lots. In fact, I think she looks at it more than she does me. Guess the diamond has more in the way of looks than I have. Don’t think I’ll be getting married even though she would like to and knows what she would be getting into: no home life etc., and all the things a normal marriage should include. I would rather wait till the war is over and my life will be more predictable. She says she is going back a week from Sunday, but I am trying to talk her into staying a little longer. Don’t know how it’ll come out.
The breaks have come my way and I have been having a lot of free time. I am done flying so have every evening except one so far free and some of the daytime. This morning we went swimming in the pool here on the Field and several evenings we have eaten dinner at the club. Tomorrow night we are going to a stage show at the Post Theater and Saturday night to the formal dance at the Officer’s Club.
I got another paper today. Thanks lots.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Ginny says she will write you soon, Mother.
June 17, 1944, Lincoln Army Air Field, Lincoln, NE
Well, here I am back in dear old Lincoln, but things are slightly different than they were a year ago. The biggest change is the weather. It is so darn hot here that a sheet is plenty at night and I have a soaking wet shirt all day long. The place also looks a little different in that the grass is all very green and, of course, we are treated a little different now than we were when I was a dumb recruit.
I should have written last night but things worked out that I didn’t find time. Now to tell you all about my trip. Everything was going fine, in fact, we were but on schedule till we got to Lexington, Nebraska. Then we spent 18 hours on a siding because somewhere ahead high water had washed out part of the tracks. Then a little way farther some joker on our train decided to end it all so jumped out while we were going 60 mph, so we lost some more time going back to find him. Guess it killed him alright. I arrived at Fremont around six, caught the bus and was in Lincoln by 8:30 pm the 15th. We called from Fremont because not knowing when we would get out of there we (two officers on the same orders) thought we would be late, but we made it on time so everything is OK. I’m glad I started out a day earlier because I may have been late otherwise. I didn’t get much sleep so am still a little behind from my trip but I feel OK.
I really like this stationary, Roger. Thanks a lot. I haven’t forgotten your birthday so hold tight even though it is going to be late as heck. Incidentally, Roger, you didn’t happen to find my dog-tags lying around did you? I don’t remember leaving them, still I can’t seem to locate them here. There is a possibility they may be in those white cords I was wearing.
Here is the setup here. We will have three days of indoctrination, which includes a lot of movies, lectures, a high altitude test (tomorrow) and about 7 shots, 3 of which I now have. After that we will be able to get passes and will still go to a lot more lectures until we get some orders, which may be about two weeks. Also we got our moral lowered a little the other day when we were told that we may not get 29’s but instead 24’s or 17’s. I sure hope I can get the 29 deal. What do you think of the big raid they made on the Japanese mainland?
I got quite a little mail yesterday, including a letter from you which was forwarded from Roswell.
I certainly had a fine time home, one I’ll always remember even if I did sleep a lot. Hope I can make it again before I ship out of the U.S.A, but there’s nothing at all certain about the chances.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Sorry I don’t have any Air Mail stamp so will have to send this free.
June 27, 1944, Tuesday morning, Lincoln, NE
Well I’ve been here 14 days today and still haven’t any news of my departure time. None of the B-29 men have left yet or even been put on the list. I really look for it sometime this week though.
I am laying out on the grass next to my tar paper barracks on a mattress with nothing on except a pair of trunks and am absorbing some of this Nebraska sun while I write you. I am done with the supplementary training as of yesterday so only have to make one formation each day at 8:00 am. The rest of the time is mine and I have a permanent pass. Saturday I asked for a pass to miss Sunday morning formation and got it so went to Greenfield [Iowa] Saturday evening and got back in time for the 8:00 am formation yesterday. I rode to Omaha with some Chemical Warfare officers who gave a lecture and demonstration on this field, then hitched on to Greenfield. Sunday night the Wills [Virginia’s parents] took me to Stuart where I caught a bus to Omaha then I hitched on home. Sunday morning Virginia and I went to church, Sunday afternoon swimming and Sunday evening to a show “Claudia” in Fontanelle. I didn’t have much time there (about 24 hours) but it was worth it. If I get a chance in a few days I’ll try it again

Ed visits Virginia in Greenfield, IA 1944
Yesterday afternoon, a friend (1st Lt. Bob Karther) and I went swimming at a place between the base and town called Capital Beach – natural salt water – then went to town, ate dinner and bowled a little. This afternoon I think we will go swimming again. Sounds like I am on a big vacation doesn’t it? From now till I leave, this is just going to be a rest camp as far as I am concerned.
Last night I sent a little package to you, Mother, but please let the rest of the family in on it too. Fact of the matter is they should have it all but I know they won’t.
I got the Filer Record today but haven’t heard from you for some time. I imagine it’s because you didn’t think I would be here this long. Confidentially, I didn’t think I would be either. It’s a soft life so I don’t mind but am anxious to see what the inside of a 29 looks like and too I want to get my flight pay this month. It can lay as long as 3 months before I lose it, so next month I’ll probably make flight pay for both months. After I get paid this month I may have enough to buy an extra bond. If I do buy one, I’ll send it to you to put with the rest of mine.
I am anxious to be hearing from you. Even if I am not here it will be forwarded. That’s all I know now.
Love,
Leonard
Ps I haven’t forgotten your birthday, Roger. Hang on. Maybe I’ll get on the ball soon. How is the trip to K.C. coming? Ginny is going to send the clippings of our announcement.
July 6, 1944, Greenfield, IA
Don’t tell anyone but I have my hand in the uncle’s pocket again, this time for 2 weeks. Boy Oh Boy, I can’t figure it out but I am sure lucky. The original orders didn’t call for a delay enroute but some of the fellows went to see the big shots and we who came to Lincoln with orders reading “delay enroute in the interest of public service” got this due to the very clear reading we’re still on duty. This, of course, is leave and comes out of my allotted crew leave. My orders read shipment to Grand Island. I never even heard that there was a field there but it suits me fine mainly because I won’t be going back to Texas or New Mexico. Grand Island isn’t a bad size town. I don’t think they have 29’s there yet so imagine we will be getting the first couple of phases in B-24 or B-17’s. That stuff about Gowen [Boise, ID] being made into a 29 field is a lot of malarkey at least at present because they are still sending fellows from Lincoln there for 24’s.
I got this two weeks as a big surprise and when I got it I about fell over. I pondered a lot about what to do with it, so finally decided to come see Ginny. I left the 1st at about midnight, stayed from 3 am in the town of Creston [IA] then Ginny and her Dad came down to get me (22 miles from here). I got here about noon the 2nd. Ginny and I have been having a great time, of course, and they had a real old fashioned celebration here the 4th (a square dance and all). We took that in, of course. I wanted to go to Pasadena but for the available cash I have it is a bit far if Ginny goes with me. I want to go somewhere so Ginny and I are going to Washington DC this afternoon and I am looking forward to seeing a lot of sights. She has been there before since she has relatives there. I’ll tell you all about it but right now I must run. Ginny’s folks are sure a lot of fun.
Love,
Leonard
Combat Crew Training – B-29 Bomber
July 16, 1944, Grand Island Army Air Field
I hope you didn’t tell Mrs. Shauers or she would be writing Gen “Hap” Arnold if she knew I just got 15 more days, but, of course, since Clarence finally made it I don’t suppose she would feel so badly about it. It was really a lucky and very unexpected set up but who am I to kick?
Now to tell you about my trip. When I first found out I had the 15 days I hardly knew what to think but decided better to see Ginny since I had just left you all in Idaho. I got in Greenfield the 2nd after staying a night at Creston (about 20 minutes from Greenfield). Mr. Wills and Ginny came down to pick me up. I stayed in Greenfield till the 6th and, of course, we took in the big celebration. They really make something of the 4th there. We left the afternoon of the 6th and got in D.C. the afternoon of the 7th, really a fast train. We had sent a wire to Ginny’s relatives but they didn’t get an answer back till after we had left since they had gone to the beach. Ginny and I had to stay in D.C. that night so left the next morning in the bus to Ocean City, MD where they met us. We stayed there till the 10th in the afternoon and really had a good time. They had reserved rooms for Ginny and I in a very nice hotel on the beach. We got back to their home on University Park (a very nice new residential district in D.C.) the evening of the 10th and stayed till the afternoon of the 13th. Ginny’s cousin and family really poured out with the Southern hospitality while we were there, so, of course, we had a good time. They have a beautiful 3-story (not counting basement) new home in a nice wooded section, two cars, each with less than 20,000 miles on them and they don’t mind spending the dough to show you a good time because they are quite well to do, at least very comfortable. While we were in Washington, Ginny and I took a trip down the Potomac on a steamer to Mt. Vernon, a very beautiful trip and we went all through the home of “our father”. It has been kept as realistic as possible. We also went through the capital, to the top of the Washington Monument, in the Lincoln Memorial and thought the Smithsonian Institute, which is undoubtedly the most interesting museum I’ve ever seen. They have everything there from the “Spirit of St. Louis” to the gown Mrs. Washington was married in. We spent one whole afternoon there. I also saw the White House, but they won’t let you even stop in front of it, so I didn’t get to shake the hand of the “Great White Father”. Also was an exhibition they had of planes near the monument: a Jap “Zero” and a Focke Wulf 190. I saw so many wonderful things and, of course, seeing them with Ginny was nice too. We got back to Greenfield the 14th. I left on the 3 am bus this morning from Greenfield and got here this afternoon about 1:00 pm.
Since 1:00 pm, I have found myself back in the army and that I will have to quit being a playboy and start working again. It’s a good thing the 15 days did at last roll around because yours truly is about broke as you can imagine. I am expecting a little travel pay from Lincoln here so don’t worry about my financial situation (2 weeks till pay day). I trust you took care of the $100 bond I bought before I knew I was getting a delay enroute. You didn’t mention it in your letters, Mom, but I hope you got it. If not be sure and tell me so I can get it straightened out.
You were wrong about the route Monday. We went through Chicago, Pennsylvania, W. Virginia. No, I haven’t received any letter forward from Keith yet! Maybe soon. I’ll write Sis so she can stop by on her way home.
I’m certainly glad my petition was acted upon by the Masons. Also glad your group fixed things up for me. Dad, I’ll get the $60 bucks to you when I am a little better off financially (next pay day). I’ll see what I can do about the degree as soon as possibility. Grand Island is about 20,000 population so they should have a good Lodge here. Am I dreaming or does my mind do me right in thinking Grand Island is a headquarters or something for the Masonic Lodge?
Glad to hear you got the mittens. Should be a big help to Roger. You spoke of the De Klatz boys as being bounced. You didn’t say anything about it previously. Tell me more. Yes, I saw “Story of Dr. Wassell” and agree it was very good.
Grand Island is a small field but that’s a good point. I think we will be treated OK but will work hard, may even start flying tomorrow, not sure. I can tell you more about the set up later. They do have a few 29’s here and are they beautiful.
That’s about all for now, so with love,
Your loving son,
Leonard
Ps Will get this in the mail in the morning. In the meantime, I better get a good night sleep since I got little or none last night.
July 25, 1944, Grand Island, NE
Just time for a short note before I go back to the flight line. I’m not on the schedule to fly but have to report for briefing anyway.
I got your letter this morning, Mother, and the record also. I got a reservation for June on the 5th so she can stop if she wishes. I tried to get one for a little later date but to no avail, so she can stop for a day or so. I surely hope she does. Sorry if I didn’t tell you about the luggage hook you mailed. It did arrive. Thanks, heaps.
Now to answer the questions in your letter, Mom. Yes I did receive both letters sent to Ginny while there and the one mailed to Lincoln was here when I arrived, including Keith’s, which I answered. I can imagine how happy “mother K” was when Bob called. Too bad he can’t make it to Idaho.
[Tuesday noon] I had to leave yesterday to go to the line and went swimming yesterday so will finish now before I go to lunch.
I just opened the big box of cookies which are really nice. Thanks a lot, Mom. Also today I got a letter from Richard P. from somewhere in France. He is in the first division. I haven’t heard for sure if June is staying or not but should in the next few days.
V.H. stands for “very heavy” which is the classification of a B-29. Dad, they can carry as much gasoline as a railroad tank car and the power is four times that of a railroad locomotive. The central control fire is the latest thing, in fact, I hadn’t heard of it before. Anyway they say it’s good – I hope.
Too bad about the cows not giving down for the milker. They will probably build back up in a little while.
The airport is about 3 miles from town (estimation). Also today I got a note from Mr. Hammerquist with half the Filer seal. My next move is to find a member in town and find out who the Secretary is so I can make plans to get a degree. I don’t know of any officers here who are Masons.
Thanks a lot, Dad, for the nice letter last week. I surely wish I could be initiated by you. I supposed in normal times I would be. I imagine I will be able to do some good as far as getting degrees is concerned as long as there isn’t too much memory work. I think I will have a few evenings a week on which I could spend some time on Masoning.
I better be running along for now. You’ll hear from me again soon provided I can get myself to sit down and concentrating on letter writing.
Your son,
Leonard
July 30, 1944, Grand Island, NE
Does this look funny to you? It is sort of funny to me to be using a typewriter. I am O.D. today, which explains the reason that I have access to this mistake-making contraption. It’s Sunday, so the work isn’t too plentiful. I just got back from making inspection of the line, also made an inspection of the mess hall for the enlisted men. In the morning, I have to take roll at the staff meeting. I gave an enlisted C.Q. [Charge of Quarters], who is on the ball so I will have him get up in the morning and wake up the maintenance crews. It’s a lot of fun driving around in a jeep like a big shot.
Tomorrow is the big day for me because it is pay day, and will that look good to me. Right now I am one broke 2nd Lt. I have borrowed enough to carry me through these trying times. I will get two months flight pay plus base pay, so will be nothing but rich.
June is coming around the 5th and I have a room reserved in a hotel for her. I also got a reservation on the train for the 5th, but since she plans to stop and see Ginny she will get here too late to use it. I guess we will worry about it after she gets here. Right now I haven’t any idea how long she will stay, but I hope a few days.
Things are going along fine as far as I am concerned, not too much flying yet but it won’t be long till we will start phase training and then things will really be popping.
I went swimming today at the municipal pool in town. They really have a beautiful pool there. So far I have made use of it three times.
This letter is sort of stinking I know, but as a typist I would make a better truck driver. Do you agree?
In concern of my getting anywhere with the Lodge here, I wrote a letter to the secretary of the lodge asking him who to contact in regards to getting a degree. Maybe he can tell me, but I am hoping that he will give me his address so I can contact him. If not, I can look around on the streets until I find a Mason and find out the poop from him. Mr. Hammerquist sent me half of the Filer Masonic Lodge seal as an identification when I do find someone of the proper authority. As far as making the meetings in the evenings I am not too much worried because I imagine that can be worked out, but as far as getting a lot of help on the work that may run into a little difficulty. Anyway, I am going to take a stab at it, with the hope that I can get a start on it before I go over. I want to thank you a lot for financing the application, Dad. If I can at least get a start on the work I will probably never regret the fact that I am a Mason.
Dad, you should see the rank that there is on this field. Our squadron C.O. is a Lt. Col, the flight commanders are Majors and the rest of the flight is lousy with Captains, a lot of the 1st Lieutenants are copilots. I imagine that there are very few outfits where the copilots are more than poor 2nds, like myself. The Group Commander is a full Colonial and the Wing Commander is a Brigadier General.
That’s about all there is in the way of new poop now so I’ll sign off and go to the sack.
Love,
MaGee
August 8, 1944, Grand Island, NE
I imagine June is there by now because she left yesterday. I am anxious to know what kind of a trip she had. Hope she got the last minute reservation.
June, remember you were saying it was too bad I didn’t get to go on the trip the night I didn’t fly and we went to the show? Well, I took it Monday afternoon. We went to Kansas City, Des Moines and home via Omaha, all at 20,000 feet. We did camera bombing on the Philips Oil Refinery in K.C., the railroad marshalling yards in Des Moines and the bridge across the river at Omaha. The later target was obscured by a layer of overcast about 10,000 feet below us so we didn’t even see it. The other two we got pictures of so should see the prints tomorrow.
Mom, I got a nice letter from you yesterday and read most of it before briefing then misplaced it somewhere, so the last part of it still is unread. Hope there was nothing important in the last part and maybe it will show up soon.
I went to town a couple of days ago after having received no answer to the letter I wrote and found a Mason, in fact, the City Attorney. He gave me all the poop and says he is sure I can get a degree. The Secretary, in case Mr. Hammerquist wants to know is Mr. Fred G. Christianson c/o Union Pacific Railroad in Grand Island. The Master is Eldan Gochley c/o Munston Tele. Co. After Ginny comes I can get down to work and get something done on this, Dad.
I was scheduled to fly the 29 again this morning but one engine was out so came back about 6:00 am for some more sack time. Don’t fly now till tomorrow night. I have 4 hours of ground school this afternoon, PT from 7:30 till 8:30 and ground school again in the morning. What a life!!
That’s about all the news for now so till later.
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps Mom, go ahead and send something to Keith and wife from family because no telling where I would get around to sending something.
August 17, 1944, midnight, Grand Island, NE
As you can see by the time it’s late and I’m going to have to make it short and sweet. I reckon you have wondered where I have been keeping myself. Between Ginny and the ever increasing amount of work to be done I have been like the cranberry merchant. As it is, I haven’t been able to see too much of Ginny, so you can bet I have spent all my spare time with her. She is leaving Sunday morning, then will have a week at home before school starts, In addition to that, I have moved all my stuff to another, new barracks (a little nicer) and we have been getting a lot of our stuff ready to go out with the ground echelon by boat.
I have a lot of information I need to fill out, some stuff for a special filed. Here it is. The serial number of the Met Life $10,000 policy, the serial no. of the Business Men’s Assurance Co policy, my social security no., also send my birth certificate (original) and yours (Mother and Dad) so I can have photostatic copies made. I guess that’s it. I would appreciate it if you would get that to me as soon as possible.
I now am in a pretty permanent crew. We are complete except for radar man, a gunner and engineer. My pilot’s name is Bunting, Navigator Presswood, Bombardier Martens, Radio Operator Smiley. I haven’t met the three gunners we do have, but will tomorrow. Tonight I was supposed to fly High Altitude, but didn’t so we practiced emergency bail out and ditching procedures.
The training program is really beginning to shape up now and, of course, we are really busy flying every day taking ground school, PT, etc. I’m about to fall asleep now, but don’t have to get up till about noon tomorrow, flying in the afternoon then have the evening free. Get up at 4 Saturday morning to fly again, thus it goes.
I hope I can write more often hereto. I got your card and letter. Sis, hope you are having a good time, as I know you are.
Love to all,
Leonard
August 22, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Tuesday afternoon in my room by my lonesome
At last I have bit of time where I feel I can sit down and really write you a nice letter. I got yours, Mother, and also June’s the other day. I imagine you wonder why I haven’t written much lately. The answer is that I have been busier than ever and besides spent all the time with Ginny when she was here. The reason I have the afternoon off is that I am flying tonight on a high altitude mission, to where I don’t know. I should be getting a little sack time like the wiser fellows but used the time to a good advantage filling out my estate chart, filling out the will form, etc. Also we are getting a lot of our stuff ready to ship over with the ground echelon.
June, I am so glad that your trip home was so successful and that the last minute reservation came through OK. I haven’t said anything to Ginny about getting you a reservation from Creston, but I imagine I’ll be writing her soon so can tell her to call Creston about it. Anyway, I wouldn’t worry about it. 3:24 in the morning is pretty early to ask them to take you to Creston but I know they would do it for you. The main idea is to get in Chicago by the afternoon on Friday. I bet you are having fun at home and getting a good rest too. Sure wish I could be there with you.
Ginny stayed till Monday morning. She planned at first to go home Saturday or Sunday but I had Saturday afternoon and evening and all day Sunday free so I talked her into staying a little longer. I got a card from her today. We, of course, had a swell time but I didn’t’ get to see as much of her as I would have liked. One or two days I didn’t even get to see her at all. I am surely hoping to see her again before I take off for parts unknown, but if I myself get some time off (very uncertain) I will come home. There has been some talk of our getting a leave before we ship but, of course, nothing for sure.
Mom, the cookies arrived in fine shape but I am sorry to say they are all gone. My roommate (my Navigator) thinks you made good cookies. I agree. If I ever find any chocolate I’ll be sure send it to you, but I don’t know where I would find it.
Did I tell you about the crew set up? My pilot 1st Lt. Bunting, Navigator Presswood, Bombardier Martens, Radio Operator P.C. Smiley (a washed out cadet) also have three gunners and a radar man but haven’t flown much with them yet. The Bombardier and Navigator are newly graduated, but seem to know their stuff. Bunting has over 2,000 hours in the air and really is a swell fellow. He lets me use his car and takes me all over the base. I imagine we are permanently set up unless we find we don’t get along as a crew and there isn’t any chance of that as far as I can see. Don’t know much about the gunners yet, however.
Roger, it sounds like you are practically in the dairy business with 14 milking cows. Sounds like at present rate of expansion you could use a bigger barn. I am glad to hear that the cows are becoming accustomed to the milker.
I finally got word from the Ashton Lodge No. 33 in Grand Island. I am to be there for a meeting this Thursday evening at 7:40 to receive the 1st degree. I don’t have any idea what is coming off but I’ll soon find out and give you the result. It’s call the “Entered Apprentice Degree” if that means anything. I fly that afternoon and may be a little late in getting there for the meeting but I’m going to do my best.
That’s about all the news so I’ll sign off.
Love to all,
“Vince”
August 27, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Sunday noon
Isn’t this a heck of a time to getting up and the sad part of it is I’m not up yet. I flew yesterday afternoon to Kansas City and Des Moines in weather, the overcast really solid all the way and flew part of it over the top and part of it in the soup. We have to get a certain amount of time in the “soup”. I fly again tonight, to where I don’t know.
I got my first degree Thursday night so, of course, am very happy. There is a rule in Nebraska requiring four weeks between each degree, but since Idaho requires only proficiency they will give them to me as fast as I can take it. Monday night I am going in for posting and if I can get enough work before then I will get my second then. They put the work on very beautifully. They seem to be a very nice bunch of fellows. Surely hope I can get the stuff before next Thursday.
It has really turned cool the past week and a lot of rain has fallen. I only have one blanket but think I’ll draw another on soon ‘cause we’ll need it later for sure.
Don’t get too excited about my shipping out, Mom, because I don’t think it will be for at least a few months, but we are getting some of our stuff ready to go overseas by boat so we’ll have it when we get there. Before we go I’ll send all my good wool clothes home because we won’t have any use for them over there.
About the birth certificates, if you don’t have them just forget about it, but I do need the other information. It’s all for an estate chart we are filling out.
I must get up now and get some chow. Did I tell you we have a complete crew now:
Crew 4011
- Pilot – Bunting 1st Lt.
- Copilot – Vincent 2nd Lt.
- Bombardier – Martens 2nd Lt.
- Navigator – Presswood 2nd Lt.
- Engineer – Peelle 2nd Lt.
- R Gunner – Joyce PFC
- L Gunner – Jack S/Sgt
- Top Gunner – Nuttle PFC
- Tail Gunner – Hansen
- Radar – Dipalma PFC
- Radio Op – Smylie PFC
Love,
Leonard

Ed Vincent, Co-pilot B-29 Crew 4011 Rattle N’ Roll
September 2, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Saturday evening
June was here Thursday night. I got in to see here about 7:00 am but came back out to the field about 11:30 because I had to fly Friday morning so had to get up about 4:30 am. She gave me the candy, cookies and apricots. Thanks a lot. The apricots are almost gone, the candy about half gone but the cookies June made haven’t suffered much. Thanks also for the numbers I wanted out of the lock box and the birth certificates. It isn’t necessary that you all send me yours.
June says, and also from your letters I gather, that you are all very busy around home, especially since you canned the Mayonnaise. I can imagine what the situation must be without any help and doing outside combining. I haven’t done any more work with the 2nd degree and, of course, June’s visit made it impossible to get to the meeting. I must get in a few evening this week and get the next degree as soon as I am ready for it. The apricots came through in fine shape and surely were good.
Yesterday we made camera bombing attacks on Kansas City and Tulsa, Oklahoma in the B-29. It was the first time we had ever taken it on a long trip and did we like it. It is really a super plane. We flew at 20,000 feet so had the cabin pressurized, thereby eliminating the use of an oxygen mask, which is in itself a big improvement.
Today I sent home some Hershey bars for you all to munch on. If you have any leftover you can send me some more of those cookies. Also you will find some other stuff. I’m hoping that the 30 calibers can be used in one of the Legions Springfield [rifle] and that Dad can go deer hunting this fall. I’m not sure they will fit but I hope. One of them is a tracer bullet. The large one is a 50 caliber. The compasses I picked up in Kearney the day we were there. The wrist one is pretty accurate.
Lots of love,
Leonard
September 11, 1944, Grand Island, NE
Man Oh Man, that wheat yield is really something! I remember once we had 85 on a little piece by Doc’s but 83.6 for 19 acres is really something.
That scare you had about Mr. Armes car turned out to be pretty much of a joke except, of course, Mrs. Armes will now be afoot. I can imagine how you at home felt. Did the box of chocolates June brought for me come from Mrs. Armes? You told me to thank her but I was under the impression you sent them.
About the degrees, I am still working on my first, in fact, I went in last night and got about 2 ½ hours of posting and bull slinging. The fellow who has been working with me says that he thinks he can have me ready in a few more nights. This Thursday is busy for them so the plan now is to have me get it a week from this Thursday. I’ll probably be ready for my third in about the later part of October. I told them my Dad want to come and they said you would be welcome and if you dressed you would have every opportunity in the world to give me the work. I’ll be able to give you something definite in the way of a date later after I finish my “Second Degree”. Of course, I can arrange my time somewhat to fit in with yours, Dad, because I imagine there will be times when you will be more busy than others. Let me know some days are your best time.
That’s great that Roger got his first ride. How did you like it? Don’t draw too many conclusions about flying from a Cub because they are a bit wishy-washy. I agree with you about taking lessons. I’ll guess they would cost you about $8 an hour. How far off am I? If things work out so we can get ahold of a plane somewhere I’ll teach you how to fly (the Army way) after the war.
Ginny is coming to see me next weekend. We won’t have a lot of time together but it will be worthwhile, at least from my standpoint.
Thanks a lot for the letter, Roger. I’m glad that everything is working out OK. Doesn’t look like they will put you in the Army now, but, of course, you can never tell. If they don’t, don’t feel badly because there is no doubt that you are doing your share where you are.
I have to fly this afternoon at 3:00 and won’t be back till about midnight. Don’t know yet what I’m scheduled for.
Lots of love,
Leonard
September 17, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Sunday night
The next time you hear from me I’ll be in Cuba. Four airplanes are leaving bright and early for Batista Field just south of Habana. We are staying for a week during which time we will do a lot of open water navigation. It should be a good experience and a lot of fun. We’ll have to get my money changed when I get into Habana, although some places accept American money I hear. I didn’t know we were going until yesterday afternoon when I got back from Denver and Cheyenne. Presswood is really going to get a workout on the flight
Ginny got here yesterday morning, but I was flying and didn’t get in to see her until about 4:00 in the afternoon. We came out to the dance at the Club last night. I saw her again this morning and we went to church together. This afternoon I had to be here for the briefing for the Cuba trip so we really didn’t have a lot of time together. It was worth her coming and we did have a good time.
This trip to Cuba is going to throw a wrench in my getting my 2nd Degree because the plans are for me to get it this Thursday.
The cookies came through swell, Mom, and are they good. Thanks a lot.
About sending something to the boys from the church, there isn’t much you can send them but just a card of greeting I imagine would be appreciated. I’m glad you liked “Going My Way”. I thought it was wonderful, in fact, I saw it twice.
I’m sure I should be here the time when Roger goes to Kansas City. And it would be swell if he can come to Grand Island. If he comes it would probably be around the 14th, Eh What? Be sure to let me know the details as soon as possible, Roger.
I’m glad you are enjoying the Hershey Bars, Mom. Maybe I can get around to getting some more someday.
We did some air to ground gunnery from the 29 the other day and it really is swell.
I must go to bed and get some sack time so,
Love,
Leonard
September 19, 1944, Batista Army Air Field, Cuba
Well, I am now somewhere in Cuba. We got here last night, went to a poop meeting this morning, slept this afternoon and are going on a flight all night tonight.
This place is really beautiful with its palms and a million other types of foliage I have never seen before, beautiful landscaping and flowers. Don’t know yet whether or not we are going to get into Habana. They say we haven’t missed anything if we don’t
The Club is very nice here, in fact, better than the one at Grand Island. All the help is Cuban and you have a heck of a time telling them what you want to eat. Wise I know some Spanish.
We are going to keep fairly busy here with the flights we are going to make. It was a long old haul down here so we were pretty tired. We are supposed to be in the air almost all night tonight. Can’t tell you where we are going.
Love,
Vince
September 30, 1944, Grand Island, NE
Now to get this long overdue letter off my chest. I am in the sack and will probably hit is as soon as I finish this.
We got back to Grand Island Monday late at night after having a 5 hour layover in Monroe, Louisiana because of engine trouble. The old place didn’t look too bad either. We never did get into Habana while there because of restrictions. Cuba is a very beautiful place, in fact, for beauty it puts most American places to shame. While we were there we flew three navigation missions: one to Gulfport, LA and return and to a little island near Panama (Old Providence) and the third a last mission where we took the navigator out to sea and told him to take us home. We got back too and, as matter of fact, Press really did a good job. He did a good job on all the flights.
What do you know? I may be in the movies. The 6th Bomb Group has been chosen as a model group for pictures of the training of the B-29 combat crews. Crew 4008 was chosen a model crew from the Group, so that’s the story. The pictures are all secret now but after the War Dept. gets done with them they may be released for [the] public. The 1st Motion Picture Unit from Washington is on the field now and are supposed to go to combat with us. We have been excused from flying, ground school, etc. for the past 3 days to work on the picture.

Ed Vincent with Target Tokyo film crew Grand Island 1944
Thanks, Mom, for buying the gift for Keith and Betty. I’m sure whatever you got is fine. Thanks also for the cookies that were waiting for me when I got back.
I haven’t done anything with the Masonic work since I returned. Seems there is always something turning up that holds up the works.
Mom, don’t worry about my Christmas package. By the way things are going now, I may still be here for Christmas. Just let it go for now at least.
Your letter also was waiting when I got back from Cuba, Dad, and, of course, I was very happy to hear from you. As far as your getting back for the 3rd is concerned it looks like it is going to be somewhat delayed also, same as the harvest. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about my voting. I made application and got my ballot, County and State plus some amendments. I voted everything straight Republican. Hope I did right. Used my own judgement on the amendments. I sent the ballot in about 3 weeks ago.
Well imagine I better hit the sack ‘cause I gotta fly tomorrow.
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps I’ll see you, Roger, about the 16th or 17th, right?
October 7, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Monday night
Well your wandering son has been on another trip, this time to Lincoln to see his best gal – and what a gal. Crew 4008 happened to win the flip of a coin last Thursday giving us the weekend off. Ginny and one of her teaching chums had planned to come to Grand Island last weekend, Press dating Hill. Since we got the weekend off and there was a big football game in Lincoln, Press and I took off Friday afternoon for Lincoln. They got in about 10 and we met them. Don’t ask me how we did it, but we got them a hotel room. Things were really filled up in town but I must have got it lucky because I got two double rooms in the first hotel Press and I tried, the nicest in town. The game was Saturday afternoon between the Iowa Seahawks and the Second Air Force “Super Bombers”. Of course, both teams were made up of college stars and pro players. It was really an exhibition of good, fast football. The “Super Bombers’ had been previously scored on only once this season, beating S. Idaho 54-0, Colorado University 33-6, Whittier 78-0 and other such scores. The books had it that they were supposed to win Saturday, but the “Seahawks” won 12-6. The stadium was jammed an hour before the game. We got back last night on the train.
If I’m not mistaken, Roger will be here the later part of this week. I haven’t gotten the mail the past three days so there is probably a letter explaining waiting. Press tells me he went to Kansas City in 1939 on one of the same deals as Roger is taking in.
Thanks heaps for the peaches and pears, Mom. I ate the last of the pears today. You packed them very nicely and I think they were as good as when you packed them.
Press and I are going to the show on the field then hit the sack. Good idea – Eh What? We flew again this morning. This time four members of the movie crew rode along to take some shots from the air. Tomorrow afternoon they are going to shoot some more. I am going to send a picture of the crew soon.
Lots of love,
Leonard
October 13, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Friday noon
I just finished eating and don’t fly till 3:00 so have some time to myself.
Last night the 40th Squadron had another basketball game so I was a little tired last night. I slept till about 10:00 this morning. Doubt if I fly this afternoon at least with the regular crew, though I may fly copilot for Capt. Frank whose copilot is sick.
I have been looking forward to a letter from Roger letting me know exactly when he’s coming but as yet haven’t heard a thing. I image he’ll write from Indianapolis where he’ll have more definite information. I’m surely going to be glad to see him.
How do you think the election is going to turn out? I don’t know how the civilians feel about it but I can say that a big percentage of the men on this field are for Dewey and most of them are voting. I sure hope Dewey wins.
It has been plenty cold here lately, in fact, we have had a few frosts and when it’s cold we usually have some wind along to make matters worse. I surely hope the weather is holding out in Idaho so you can get the beans in. I bet you are glad you haven’t any potatoes if it is cold there.
I’ll sign off now and go see if I can draw a comforter. Press says to send his regards.
Love,
October 21, 1944, Grand Island, Saturday night
Guess it’s about time I got another line off to my parents. Hope you don’t mind the pencil because I left my fountain pen over in the dental clinic the other afternoon with one of the dentists who borrowed it. I called him and will go over to pick it up when I find time.
Too bad about the house across from Gibs. It had sort of become a part of the neighborhood and I bet the hill looks funny without it.
Your last letter came the day Roger got here, Mom, so he got to read it. I happened to have about 24 hours off when Roger got here by coming home from the line early and skipping PT. Of course, he has told you what all we did. Was sure glad to see him again. I heard a good rumor. One of the B-29 outfits that was ready to go over about a couple of weeks ago got some time, in fact, a lot of time off. I’m keeping my fingers crossed ‘cause I want to get home once more before I take off.
I went to ground school all day today. So nothing exciting has taken place, except the engine we brought home last night (not running) from service here in Iowa. We would have landed in Omaha but had plenty of altitude (20,000 feet) and Omaha was under a solid overcast.
I have to get up early in the morning and fly, then at 5:00 in the afternoon accept the duty of the Duty Officer until Monday afternoon. Just a boring job of inspecting, etc.
If I haven’t thanked you already, thanks heaps, Mom, for the popcorn. Still have a little.
Love,
Vince
November 5, 1944, Grand Island, Sunday
I was glad to get your letter Roger. I guess that’s a pretty rare thing for me to get a letter from you so you can guess how happy I was to get it. Too bad the cows took a beating while you were gone. Probably because they didn’t have a very close schedule. I haven’t gotten the extra decorations for the room yet but I will be expecting them soon. Didn’t get the mail so they may be fine now. I am just guessing as to what it is. Bet I’m right. I’m glad you liked the crew pictures.
There has been a change. We now have a new bombardier (the 3rd) and I believe we at last have a good one. He’s 27 and was a Bombardier instructor, so knows what the score is on bombing. The only disadvantage is that he is coming into the crew pretty late in the game. I think he is going to be OK though.
If you haven’t already sent the small pictures, don’t bother. Thanks a lot for the apples, Mom. They are still as fine as ever and good. I’m glad to hear pheasant season is open. Incidentally, you might save a few of those shells because I may be shooting up some of them soon. Nothing definite yet but they are planning on sending out 4 crews at a time for 10 days. Crew 4008 goes November 10-20th. So if things do work out, I’ll be home about the 11th. There is still some friction between the Base C.O. and our Squadron C.O. as to whether we will get time at all, but, of course, everyone has their fingers crossed. I’ll give you a call as soon as I know anything definite as to when, and if, I’ll be there. I’ll probably come on the train to Shoshone. Of course, I would like to spend the time with Ginny but I have seen quite a bit of her, so if we do get it I’ll be home. You can be sure I’ll be home.
If I do get home, I don’t want you making any plans and going to a lot of trouble for me. Please, I just want to spend my time seeing you all and anyone else around. Don’t tell everyone I may be home or they will all want me to come see them, or am I flattering myself? Don’t count too much on anything just keep your fingers crossed. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could see June and Harold.
Things are going pretty much as usual here. I got up at 1:00 pm today since I didn’t get down in the sack until 5:00 am. Over 24 hours without any sleep and nothing to eat. That’s [how] it goes. Had some bad weather last night.
Hope I’ll be seeing you all,
Love,
Leonard
November 26, 1944, Grand Island, NE
Dear Folks, Roger, June and Harold,
How do you like the new stationary? They disadvantage I can see is that I’ll have to write more now to look like a letter.
I got your letter yesterday, Mom. I’m certainly glad to hear that June and Harold were coming. I can imagine you are all having a big time now, especially June and Herald. They have been rather unfortunate so far in their married life together. How long are they going to stay in Idaho? I sure hope they come there in November before Harold is sent east or wherever he goes.
Yes, Mom, I am proud of you for not crying when I left. You did an admirable job. I’m also glad you got the beets out. I guess that eliminates the worries for another season.
Ginny left at 3 this afternoon. She came Thanksgiving Day. I have been pretty busy but did get a break on the snow storm we had yesterday, so I didn’t have to fly and had the day with her. We took the big “blow out” at the Club Thanksgiving. They had Frankie Master’s band, a big feed and, of course, it was a big party. We also took in a couple of movies.
I have to get up very early in the morning and Press is in the rack so I better sign off.
Love,
Vince
December 2, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Saturday
Haven’t been doing much this afternoon. It is a regular ground school day but we don’t have ground school any more. At 7:30 I am meeting Bob Cook at the Lodge to get a little coaching.
Thursday morning I got up at 4:00 to fly early. We didn’t get off till 12:45 and flew a radar bombing mission on Whale Island off the Yucatan Peninsula. We were in the air 16:30 hours and I didn’t get to bed till 7 am Friday morning so I was 27 hours without sleep and longer than that without anything to eat. We kept awake with sulfa benzedrine tablets, which really do the work. That is really a long flight. I slept till 3 pm Friday, then got 8 hours Friday night so feel OK now. I think we may be going to Puerto Rico for a few days in a couple of weeks.
It has really been cold here that past two weeks, many nights down to 0o and every day freezing. We have about 4” of snow on the ground. This country is at least as cold as maybe more so than Idaho.
Nothing new as to when we are sailing out. I am ready to go out.
I haven’t heard from you since Harold and June were coming home. I imagine you have been pretty busy and having a good time. I am wondering if they are going to get through Nebraska on the way to Indianapolis.
I got the underwear today from M.W. They sent a different pair from what I ordered, but they look OK for me. They didn’t remit any money even though these are a cheaper grade.
Has Roger gotten a new classification yet? How are the cows coming?
Love to all,
Leonard
December 9, 1944, Grand Island, NE
I got a letter from Mom and one from June today. I bet now you’ve been having a good time with them home. Things aren’t working out as they were supposed to for the 13th and 14th. I have the reservation made but contrary to the former plans I am going to Puerto Rico next week instead of the week after. Also, tonight the fellow has been coaching me on my lodge work says that he planned to have me examined the 16th so it looks like that is going to be a knock in the head too. The coaching has been coming along pretty well and even though he wants it perfected and I have to be examined in open lodge I think I am about ready for it. I have been meeting him in the temple but tomorrow evening I am going to his home. His name is Bob Cook and a very swell man.
I’m not sure about exactly when I’ll be taking off for the South so nothing is really definite yet. I will keep the hotel reservation and give you a call when I am sure whether I’ll be home the 13th or 14th.
Wednesday afternoon we were told we would have Thursday off, so I went to see Ginny and Thursday Press called to say we didn’t have anything to do Friday, so I stayed another day. Ginny had one the other teachers take her classes, so we had plenty of time together. I flew a little this morning, a test flight on a ship that just came into commission. I have tomorrow off Sunday – the first Sunday in a long time. The reason we aren’t doing much is because one squadron has most of the planes in Puerto Rico so we don’t have any to fly.
I’ll be giving 31H10 a call probably before you get this letter.
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps Get in the Navy if you can, Roger.
December 21, 1944, [Losey Army Air Field] Puerto Rico, Tuesday afternoon
I guess just Mom and Roger are at home now but I am so used to writing “Dear Folks”. I slipped.
So far we have been awfully busy and this is the first day I have gotten around to writing any letters. At one time we had gone 68 hours with only 6 hours sleep but things have slowed down a little now. This morning I got in a little swimming and will fly this afternoon. I expect we will be heading home in a couple of days.
I suppose by now you know Dad, June and Harold stopped to see me. I think Dad will stay in Des Moines till I get back, then stop in to see me get my third [Mason degree] on his way back to Idaho. Harold certainly looks fine.
This place is very beautiful and the field, itself, is very nice too, in fact, I wouldn’t mind just staying here.
Mom, my Christmas shopping is going to be very limited. There isn’t much I can do and it will be too late when I get back to Grand Island. I have bought something here you may like, but it isn’t what I would like to have [gotten you].
We have eaten some coconuts off the trees, darned good.
Lots of love,
Leonard
Ps I lost my fountain pen so will you please sent that Eversharp pen? It’s in my dresser drawer I think. Thanks.
December 31, 1944, Grand Island, NE, Sunday afternoon
I guess my letter writing has sort of gone to the weeds lately. You may have begun thinking things about my having G.I. but I don’t imagine it will be for 5 or 6 days at best.
I spent Christmas Day with the Wills family. I left in the afternoon of the 24th and arrived in Greenfield at midnight so we opened our things. Ginny bought me a new hat which she decided I needed and also a very nice brown billfold. Mr. and Mrs. Wills gave me Seaforth talc and shaving lotion, so with yours I now have two bottles of lotion. I love the Seaforth stuff. I had to leave Christmas night planning on saying goodbye to Ginny then she cried a little and said she was coming to Grand Island with me. So at the last moment she threw some stuff in a bag and came along. She left the 28th, so we had quite a visit. Anyway, the job is done now and I don’t imagine I’ll get to see her again till after I come back.
I am using the Eversharp [fountain pen] you mailed me, which arrived today so I trust you got the letter I wrote in Puerto Rico. Thanks a lot. It still works OK as far as I can tell.
This is New Year’s Eve but don’t think I’ll be doing anything exciting. I will probably go to a show on the field, write some letters then hit the sack. I have hit the sack early the past two nights ‘cause I have slight cold. It’s getting much better.
It has really been cold here. It freezes hard every night and the weatherman predicts the coldest yet tonight.
I’ll be sending some stuff home pretty soon and will have a bit more to send later (clothes). You can do what you want to with the stuff. But when I send the clothes, some of them may be dirty. The dirty ones I would like to have cleaned and all of them stored. When we get back, if it’s in the winter, will probably call home saying I want some clothes quick.
Thanks a lot for the eats, Mom. I still have some left. Thanks also for the Seaforth Grandstander and, Dad, for the ring. I got eats from Grandma, Aunty and the Porters. I did have a nice Christmas.
Dad, I got the receipt for my dues from H. Hamerquist, but he didn’t mail any card showing I am a Master Mason. I am supposed to get one, am I not? If I am will you please speak to H.H.?
We are going through processing the 2nd so I will have a lot of new equipment. 4008 has no fly away yet but we will when we get to knowing.
I am going to the show now so will sign off now.
Love,
Vince
January 3, 1945, Grand Island, NE
Dear Dad,
I am sending you a bank check for the money I owe you. Thanks a lot for the loan. The same odd cent just happened. Don’t worry about it. The other check, please apply on my account at the bank. Please take the birth certificate to the lock box.
Today we processed, a whole day’s job tending a lot of paper work and turning in the flying equipment. I canceled my war bond allowance and made out an allotment of $150 per month to be sent you to take care of. I’ll start the month of February so the first check should come about the first week in March. If it doesn’t let me know.
I got your letter a few days ago and, of course, really appreciate the letter I got from you ‘cause they are sort of few and far between. I’m glad you had a nice trip, or at least, as nice as can be expected. You did have a pretty nice coach.
I went to Lodge meeting last night and Bob Cook gave me a lot of information that is nice to know. The other day down at the dentist, one of the dentists said “I see you have been around”. I not knowing what the score was didn’t have any idea what he meant. He saw my ring and after last night it all cleared up as to what he meant. I should have said I had been” East” last week. Live and learn. I also got the dates I was initiated and raised. They are: initiated Aug 24, 1944, Masters Dec. 21, 1944. I would like to have you get the date I got my 2nd (about the 17th of November I think) and print them in my apron.
I doubt if you will hear from me any more at Grand Island, but from time to time you will be getting stuff I will be sending. Use any of the stuff if you can. If not, pack it away somewhere.
Lotsa Love,
Leonard
B-29 Assignment
January 11, 1944, Kerney Army Air Field, Kearney, NE
Well, here we are still sweating out an airplane. We have prepared and I’m ready to go to the Point of Aerial Embarkation any time. We got a lot of new equipment and the best the Air Force has I guess. No pistol yet but we will get things before we leave here. Have holster, pistol belt, all new type of flying clothes, etc. I will probably be sending all of my winter clothes home soon. I’ll hold out till we are almost ready to take off because it is a bit cold as yet. You should have the stuff I sent home from Grand Island by now but I just remembered that I didn’t send you the key to the suitcase. I am enclosing same. Some of the stuff in the suitcase should not be showed to everyone. Do whatever you think best with the stuff. You’ll be getting the rest in about a week or 10 days. Probably I imagined the stuff should be cleaned and put away. Also am including some gum and cigarettes. You won’t have any trouble getting rid of them.
I’m glad to hear Roger is working on the Naval Air Corp. It’s a good deal and I am quite sure if he can make it he’ll be happier than if he lets the draft catch up with him. Good going Duck and I hope you cut it.
Love all,
Leonard
January 12, 1945, Kearney, NE
Got your letter today, Mother, and also the package. Thank you for both. No telling how much longer I’ll be here but I have an idea you could write again after you get this letter safely. When I get an APO address, you will get it very soon because we filled out some blanks which will be sent to you immediately.
I haven’t been doing much but laying around getting equipment ready to go. I’m getting tired of it and would like to get on the move. I’ll try and get some shirts for Dad either at the PX or QM. The QM is about a mile up the line but I’ll try and get up. If I do get them I’ll just send them with the rest of the stuff I’ll be sending home. Thanks for taking care of the stuff I sent home, Mom. I am afraid to send out any laundry so did quite a sizable amount this morning myself. It was quite a job and I realize what you go through on wash days.
No airplane yet but it should be soon. I hope that is all that is holding things up now.
No more news so I’ll sign off.
Love to all,
Leonard
January 20, 1945, Kearney, NE, Saturday night in the Club
Have been putting off writing a letter the past few days because I thought I’d be gone by now and would have called you. I plan to before I leave but would like to wait until about the day before we pull out. Weather is the big hold up now. For the past 4 or 5 days the visibility has been under ½ mile in a misty fog. The ceiling has been very low too. As soon as we can fly we will be able to accomplish the one required calibration mission and be ready to go to the coast the next day. I could go for a little of the sunshine right now. As a result of this stuff, we have been able to do a lot of work on the plane. The number, incidentally, is 674 but it still has no name. We have been racking our brains and have some good ideas but nothing definite yet.
This waiting around is getting terribly boring but we will have to put up with it as long as the weather is like this plus a couple of days. The weatherman says maybe we can make it tomorrow. I hope so.
About the “Citizen Record”, you needn’t bother about it when I go overseas and the letter from the Daily News usually doesn’t contain any news that I am interested in. It was OK in the states but I don’t think you should increase the weight of your letters when they have to go overseas. I understand air mail is a bit faster and, of course, more satisfactory than V mail. That, however, remains to be seen.
I’m still withholding my clothes till I am sure we are leaving soon but I did send a package today which I think will please all of you, mainly Dad.
The food here is not as good here as it has been at past fields. Despite that, I weigh 200 lbs. (not doing much work). I feel fine but most of the fellows have colds.
Have been receiving your very regular and appreciated letters, Mom. Thanks.
Love all,
Leonard
Ps My fingers are crossed for you to go to the Navy, Roger.
January 23, 1945, Kearney, NE
I just finished talking to you, Mom, but there didn’t seem like there was much to say. It was just to let you now that I’m on my way. No telling how much longer I’ll be in the states. I’ll guess about a week or maybe less / more. I doubt if I’ll be able to write you from there but if I can I will.
I flew today so will take off in the morning. We should have taken off yesterday in the morning but had trouble with one engine so had to have an engine change. I think we are all set for in the morning. The plane really flew nicely and it’s OK. It’s very nice to have brand new equipment.
I certainly hope Roger can get in the Navy. Keep me posted on the results. Thanks Dad and Roger for both of your letters.
I’ll be seeing you,
Leonard
Deployment
January 27, 1945, Hawaii – Passed by Base 1361 Army Examiner
There is a lot of water between you and I now. I’ll swear to that. I am now somewhere in the Hawaiian Islands. They are very beautiful, somewhat like Cuba and Puerto Rico, some very high mountains and lots of green foliage. There’s something about all islands that make them beautiful to me. We still have quite a way to go yet. Will be here only for a few days.
I am wondering how Roger made out with the Navy and am wondering if he went to L.A. I certainly hope he make the grade OK. The Navy I think is a better deal for a fellow who doesn’t have anything special in mind but, of course, it all depends on how the breaks go in either branch.
There really isn’t much to write about, or rather there is a lot to write about but there is little I am allowed to say except I feel swell and this sunshine really agrees with me, at least it seems good compared to the Nebraska weather. Probably before long I’ll be bleeding about how hot it is.
I’m thinking of you all. Please write as I know you will. This APO is temporary and I should have my permanent one before long. If you write to the APO I’ll get the letters sooner than if you wait to receive my new one, but as soon as you do get it, it will be the one to use.
I am wondering if you got the box OK. I could only get two shirts and they aren’t exactly the right size but I hope Dad can use them.
Love to all and you’ll be hearing from me again before too long,
Vince, the copilot
February 5, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]

Ed Vincent at tent home Tinian Island 1945
Lt. Edgar L. Vincent 0-771589
40th Sqdn, 6th Bomb Gp
APO #247
c/o Postmaster San Francisco, CA
I’m halfway settled in my new home, a large tent in which the officers of 2 crews sleep making nine of us altogether. It’s not so very crowded. The floor is a lot of coral so we can’t run around without shoes. We got here the 2nd of February but I have been so busy I haven’t had time to write. Haven’t done any flying yet but have done some work on the airplane and spent the rest of the time trying to fix the place up to a livable condition. I have made myself a clothing closet out of a packing crate. We haven’t finished our fox holes yet but it’s something we must do because there have been some raids here but not since I came. I am somewhere in the Marianas Island group on one of the larger islands. Probably not where you think. We have to be careful about going around at night because there are still a lot of Japs on the island but they stay pretty much up in the hills and when they do come down it is at night.
We had a fairly nice trip over with about 3 days in the Hawaiian Islands somewhere. I got to see Honolulu, Waikiki Beach and some other places around there. We stopped at one other place [Kwajalein Atoll] between the Hawaii Islands and here but I can’t say where.
We have had beautiful weather here so far but they say it rains plenty and lots of time sometimes the sun shines almost continuously so I am picking up a little tan. I’m hoping that I can get black before I leave and I think we will be here long enough for that.
Our quarters are temporary, so they say, and as time goes by we should have a better set up. Everything is pretty temporary now. There’s nothing I need, even though there is nothing in the so-called PX. The food is much better than I expected, in fact it’s not half bad.
Love,
Leonard
February 7, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
How goes it? Everything is fine as far as I am concerned. I saw another show tonight, open air theater, of course. The name of it was “Dark Waters”. Not real good. The food is still more than I had expected here. We, of course, don’t get any milk but on occasion we do get butter and this morning hot cakes. Were almost as good as you can make. Not running down your cooking either, Mother, because I always will think yours is the best in the world no matter what I may tell Ginny. The living won’t be half bad as soon as we get things fixed up a bit more. Pielle (the engineer) and I have made two very nice lawn chairs. Now all we need is a lawn but if we did have one it would be chopped up with fox holes. Of course, the material for the furniture has all been moonlight requisitioned and made of scrap lumber, but they serve the purpose. I have a nice little clothes locker and shelf for toilet articles.
I didn’t accomplish a lot today but go to a few meetings, sensor a lot of enlisted men’s mail and helped clean up the place a bit.
The evenings are very nice, cool enough to sleep yet you don’t need anything on. Another nice thing is we don’t have to worry about malaria here on the island. We haven’t had any rain yet but the rainy season is yet to come.
Yesterday I received my only mail so far. I got a letter from Mother and Ginny. Both were mailed to Kearney and forwarded from there. Before long I should be getting mail direct I hope because they are very welcome. I have thought of something you can send. I need a mirror. Any kind will do, not too large, about 5 or 6 inches would be fine.
Don’t worry about me because there is nothing to worry about. I will try to write you as often as possible because I know you probably will worry anyway. How is Roger coming with the Navy? Let me know how long it takes to get my letters. Say “hello” to June and Harold in your next letter in case I don’t get around to write them for a while.
All my love,
Leonard
March 7, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
I got your letter today, in fact, 3 or 4 days ago but am just now getting around to answer it. I am planning on looking up John although I am not too sure of his address. I think I have it though. I image Mom and Roger are back from California by now, which I imagine makes you [Dad] happy ‘cause you can quit batching. I’m very anxious to find out how Roger made out with the Navy down there. I surely hope he made the grade, ‘cause I think he will be better there.
We went on a raid the other day, Dad, and imagine we came very close to the target you mentioned. Everything went well and if they are all like that I have nothing to worry about, although some fellows weren’t quite so lucky. Don’t have any idea how many missions we will have to make before we can come back to the States. I have my hopes up for being back for Christmas. You can be sure of one thing and that is that I’ll be married soon after I get back.
Mom, if you want to send me something I’ll give you a list of stuff I would like to have: cookies, a can of ripe olives. That’s about all I can think of now. Mom knows about the mirror I want and it’s probably on its way by now. I got a lot of back letters from Mom and think I have all she mailed by now.
Ginny says she has been giving you some news when she hears something. It’s getting late and lights should be out so I’ll finish this in the morning.
It’s about 07:00 which is ordinarily the time we get up. I heard that we are going down to the line and work on the planes a bit. We load all our own ammunition. Bombardier checks loading of the bombs, etc. The rest of the crew are still in the sack, but I’m going to kick ‘em out darn quick.
Life isn’t hard around here. We have a lot of free time. I try to keep myself occupied. We play volleyball, pitch horseshoes, pass the football around, etc. The other day Pielle, Press and I went down on the cliffs and shot at crabs with our 45’s, just a little light practice. Well guess I better wash my face, eat some breakfast and go see what today’s schedule has.
Love all,
Leonard
March 12, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
No, I haven’t been gambling. That is what is left of 2 month’s pay. We didn’t get paid at the end of January and not until the 10th of the month, so I had quite an accumulation. I hope you have received the allotment of $150 for the month of February. You should be getting them around the 10th every month from now on. They ran out of money order request blanks at our P.O. office and I could have sent the rest. I have about $80 more to send and I have the blank now so you should get it ‘ere long. I am keeping $8 to spend lavishly as I desire. This is the plan to save money. Nothing in the world to spend it on except a few things at the PX. Dad, please put everything that comes in my account, as if I had to tell you. I’m sure you will take care of it.
As you have probably guessed, I have been pretty darn busy. Didn’t get much sleep last night so have been sleeping this afternoon. As soon as I write to Ginny, I’m going to crawl in the sack and not move until 09:00 in the morning. We have 3 missions all of them as of late. Of course, I can’t say where or when but you read the papers. I might say things are really beginning to pop. The missions are not too bad but any guy who says he doesn’t get scared once in a while is a damned fool. Excuse the grammar please.
Mom, I got the metal mirror a couple of days ago. Thanks a lot. I got your letter today saying you had sent a glass one. Sounds like you had a nice visit in Pasadena and Roger really made the rounds. Wish I could have been there. I think I would have shown him around a bit. How did you like the Palladium, Roger? It’s bad about the Navy being closed up. Am anxious to know the set up on your military status.
I guess I never told you but they took our plane away from us about 10 days after we got here. Now we have a new one another crew brought over. Its name is “Little Giant”. It’s a darn good airplane. We have become very attached to it the past week. Don’t know how many missions we have to make but we hear rumors of 20. I hope it’s right. No more news. Everything is going OK.
Love,
Leonard
Ps We had corn on the cob tonight.

Ed Vincent Little Giant February 1945
March 19, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
This is going to be short and sweet because I am in the mess hall eating breakfast. Just want to say I’m OK. Besides you just can’t send a money order in an empty envelope.
I have 5 missions over the empire now. On the way home the other day we were listening to the news broadcast on the radio and they were telling about our raid when we had only dropped the bombs a few hours before. The fires were going good, believe me. Can you imagine the whole sky being lit up from about as far away as you are from Pocatello? I guess the Japs don’t like it to end. We all accuse Harry, the Bombardier, of being a murderer.
The squadron C.O. says we are going to have a rest now before the next one.
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps Send me some cookies
March 21, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
Mom, I got your letter today explaining the two sheets of blank paper in the one I got yesterday. I had thought you were trying to give me a hint to write more. I couldn’t imagine you doing that. Please send cookies.
Tell Roger I’m rooting for the Navy but it probably won’t do any good now for probably at this moment he’s in one or the other. I’m anxiously awaiting the news.
Now to answer some of your questions. We receive mail about every day but some days it doesn’t come in then it bunches up. Haven’t received any package from anyone yet. Our Officer’s Club isn’t as yet but we do have the equipment we paid for in the states. The drinking water is OK.
I’m sending you some pictures I have taken over here and got a friend to develop them for me the other day. I’m also sending with same ones to Ginny so you needn’t send these to her. They are yours. I’m glad to hear Dad has a new man and hope he pans out better than the last summer’s help. It has been raining a lot here the past few days so the weather isn’t so nice as usual but nothing to gripe about.
Love,
Leonard
Ps John McKay and I had a nice chat the other day. Thanks for the address.
April 1, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
It has been quite a while since I have written so I must drop you a line else you will be getting worried. I have been pretty busy the past week. Will try to do a little better in the future. I want to write at least once a week. Think I have been doing fairly well so far. I hear from Ginny every day except that usually they pile up for 3 or 4 days, not always, however. I haven’t received any packages from anyone yet. Have expected some too because some fellows have gotten some. Packages seem to come in about every week. I think they come most of the way by boat, which explains why it takes so long.
John and I have exchanged visits a couple of times and we took him up for a ride the other day. He really enjoyed it. The first time he had ever been up in anything larger than a single engine. He is really a nice fellow and a conscientious soldier. Didn’t know him too well in Idaho but have become pretty well acquainted with him here.
Too bad that Stanley and Millie couldn’t come back to Pasadena but nice that Scott and Edith can go to Kearney to see them. I surely hope that Roger makes the Eddy test. That will probably be a better deal than the other if he can make it. By now, he probably knows which it will be, the Navy or the Army. I got your letter a while back and really appreciate it Roger. Keep up the good work. When you get in, which ever it is, you will have to write so I’ll know how you are coming and I’ll have to write you separate letters instead of to the folks at home in general. Sounds like you had a nice exciting time in L.A. Wish I could have been there too.
Today is Easter Sunday here. We all went to church then over to chow. We had steaks (not bad) and ice cream. Of course, those commodities are a bit rare around here. This is the 3rd time we have had ice cream since we have been here. We can’t kick about the food at all considering we are a long way from the States.
Mother, you asked about mosquitoes here. We have very few insects of any kind. No malaria. The island is very clean. What natives there were here are all kept in a camp under military government. They aren’t exactly POWs but are guarded all the time. They do odd jobs around the area like making stone walks, etc.
Thanks for Hughes’ address, Mother, I am going to write him. Maybe we can get together. Would like very much to see him.
We have 7 missions now so you can see we have done pretty well for one month. We don’t know for sure how many missions we have to fly but we hear rumors of 35. I think we will get a rest leave before the completion of the missions, probably to Australia or maybe just to Hawaii.
We are still living in tents but they are putting up Quonset huts for us. I hope we get them before the rainy season gets going full blast because these tents could be pretty miserable in stinking weather. Don’t worry because it’s really not so bad at all. We have good food, plenty of sleep and the living quarters will soon be good.
I think of you more than I write.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Please send cookies
April 11, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
Well, at least I guess I can sit down and write the letter I owe you. I haven’t thanked you for the cookies, Mother. They were swell. They got here about 6 days ago, a month enroute. You and Aunt Edith certainly did a wonderful job of packing them and evidentially no sailor sat on the box because hardly any were broken and they stayed fresh as long as they lasted (about 4 or 5 days). Of course, the fellows gave me a hand in eating them but I got my share. The only way to pass anything around in the Army is to take out just a little, take about half of it yourself and pass the rest around. Not very polite but you get more that way.
We haven’t seen a thing of the photographers who left us in the States. It all must have blown over. About the promotions, we are all sweating them out now and we have 8 raids on the Empire. Thanks for giving me the figures on how much I have in the bank. The checks should some regularly every month now. I will also send extra home from time to time. Did you get the $280 in money? I’ll be sending more home next month. Next time you are in the lock box find out how many bonds I have. It should be on the outside of the envelope. Yes, we have candy and gum in the PX so don’t bother about sending them. I have only received the one package so far but am waiting the second. Ginny has mailed some too. We have no pineapple or coconuts on the island. There are a few bananas but they are pretty small. I think you have an idea this place is more tropical than it is. We have a type of evergreen tree flourishing everywhere. The weather is much like Southern California.
Too bad about Roger’s Eddy test. By the time you get this letter he will probably have gone. That is going to make it lonesome for you I imagine. Guess your kids have grown up, Mom, whether you want to realize it or not. We all think of you and love you. That you can be sure. I can’t think of anything much for Roger to do. There is not much doubt in my mind that the infantry will get him. He has the mentality I’m sure to take more than a job in the rear ranks. The only thing he can do is take it easy and watch the chances. Please give me his address as soon as possible.
Thanks for asking about tools. I have all I need. Do a little carving but nothing out of the way. Have made a miniature toilet seat and a chain to be exact. No ebony that I know of.
Yes, Mom, we have been dropping some of those bombs on the land of the Rising Son. Nagoya was the last one I’m sure you read about it. Things went OK, but we had to land at Iwo for gas. It’s a very nice place to have believe me. I can safely say I have seen a lot of flak. They can throw up plenty believe me but I’d rather have them shooting at me than John McKay’s outfit. I have seen some fighters too. I’m not quite so scared over the target now as I used to be but it’s still a sensation.
We have been working on our new Quonset huts and should be moving in in a few days. We are building a porch on one end and also some new furniture. It’s going to be much nicer than the tent, especially when the rainy season comes.
Yes, we can get plenty of stationary, at least we’ve been able to so far.
I’m fine and enjoying a lot of bridge and chess.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Please send some cookies.
April 17, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
I haven’t written in quite some time and feel as though I have slighted you some. We are in the Quonset hut now and it really seems nice to have a floor, door and a good roof. The ventilation is much better also. I’ll try to answer some more question from your last letter. No, I haven’t seen the picture “Fighting Lady” but will remember it and try to see it when and if it comes here. I saw a stinker tonight “Dangerously We Live”. The print must have been made in reverse because I still wear my watch on my right wrist. Yes, there are a lot of radios around, however, no one in this hut happens to have one. One of the fellows in another hut has a record player. I have as yet received only the one package you mailed from Pasadena. Am anxiously awaiting them. I must have quite a few because both you and Ginny have mailed some.
Richard has had a rough time of it. I imagine he will be on his way home before long and should serve the rest of the war in the States I think. Thanks for his new address. Think I’ll write to him soon. Yes, I am getting Reader’s Digest but it is slow getting here. No, I don’t need any other magazines.
We just finished our 9th mission night before last to Kawasaki. Things were going good there but they put on some mighty fine fireworks for us. I’ll tell you all about it after the war. Oh yes, we are getting another Air Medal or rather a cluster for the first one. I think I told you about receiving the first for flying so many of the blitz missions along at the first. The second is for completing a certain number of missions up to March 14.
I imagine Roger has left for somewhere by the time you read this. Be sure and send his address as soon as you get it just in case he forgets to write to me. If he still has his car I would like to have him not sell it because I would like to use it when I get back to the States. Might buy it if he has no use for it. I figure on going on a honeymoon soon after I get back and a car would simplify things a lot. Then if I am going to be stationed somewhere in the States it would be nice to have.
We had a USO show last night. It was fair and, of course, the theater was packed – a chance to see some white women.
I haven’t been working too hard the past few days, in fact, I am never greatly overworked. Tomorrow morning we are going to go down to the line and clean some smoke and soot off the airplane.
Lots of love,
Leonard
Ps Please send some cookies and olives and some shaving lotion.
April 24, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
It’s a nice breezy Monday afternoon as I sit at my desk. Herb [Bunting] is asleep, Fink (“Bombardier-murderer” we call him) has just gone for a class. Press is out washing some clothes and Piellie is over to Operations doing some flight engineering work. The wind really sails through these Quonsets because they are practically open at each end. I don’t have anything to do till 3:00 when we go to a class. This morning almost in its entirety was spent just getting the Air Medal. We went over to Operations at 7:30 after breakfast, stood around and finally meandered to the area for the big deal. Over there we stood and messed around some more. Finally they got things going, the General came. He personally pinned the medals on our chests and asked each of us something or another. We got back about 10:30. The Air Medal isn’t bad looking, in fact, better than I expected.
Now to answer some of your questions, Mother. I still haven’t gotten any packages except the one you mailed in Pasadena. Don’t know what the trouble is. Certainly I’ll get something soon. Here are a couple of suggestions. If you have any sheets around, I would appreciate a couple. I know they are not too impossible to get and they would be nothing more than a luxury here, so don’t go any out of your way to send them. Another, not that they aren’t feeding us darn good under the circumstances, but I would like some vitamins. I don’t know anything about such things. Don’t know whether or not they would do me any good. Tell Mrs. Hughes our chaplain’s name is Capt. Pat Murphy. He happens to be in the States right now but he should be back soon. I think I still have Gordon’s address so I will write him again, although I haven’t received an answer to my first letter to him yet. I hope we can get together.
Yesterday was Sunday and we all went to church. Quite a bit of the time we can go but we really make it when we can. The services are held in the briefing hall. They have a portable organ and usually a choir so we have nice services.
John McKay was here for a short visit yesterday afternoon. Told about his brother being heard from. I guess Mr. and Mrs. McKay were getting worried. I’m so happy that he is safe.
You wanted to know how the news of Roosevelt’s death was received over here. Things went on as usual and I don’t think anyone lost any sleep over it. It certainly is too bad that his death had to come at a time like this. I think I would have commanded a lot more respect at the peace table than Tinian. I heard a few remarks like “I bet they wish they had elected Dewey now”. Don’t become too optimistic about the war. You can be sure, if I know anything about it, that things will still not be over a year from now. This Pacific is too large. We have ten missions now. The last being a raid on one of the airfields on the Kyushu peninsula. We all got a good close (real close) look at some Jap fighter planes. He either had a lot of guts or was crazy, maybe both. It’s hard to realize that we have that many and have been here less than 3 months. I have my hopes of spending Christmas in the States with my new wife. Maybe I’m too optimistic but that’s what I believe now. Where do you think we ought to be married? Mrs. Wills can’t travel with her leg and we want all our parents to be present, but we would like to be married and take our honeymoon in California, especially if its winter when I get back. So there you are – a problem. What do you think the chances are of buying Roger’s car from him? I would like to have it when I get back. I guess I’m looking too far ahead. Maybe I better slow down a bit.
Mom, I don’t like to hear you talk about getting old. You are only as old as you feel and besides 50 isn’t even beginning to get old as far as I can see. Of course, not having any children around may leave you with less to do and less interests but after all that is what you have always wanted, isn’t it, to have a family, watch them grow up and go to do things for themselves?
Don’t worry about not getting birthday cake to me. It will be the first birthday without one but I guess I’ll have to start going without one sooner or later. Thanks for thinking about it anyway.
Thanks for the two pictures of the river. Looks like the falls picture was taken when water was going over. I’m glad to hear the new man is OK. Hope he doesn’t get any gay ideas now. I bet you are glad to have him, Dad.
How much have you received in money orders and when were they dated so I can throw away the respective receipts. I’ll be sending them from time to time.
Always love,
Leonard
May 6, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
It’s 10 am now and I’m in the hut taking it easy. I think my application for a couple of money orders shall be back when I go over to the P.O. so I’ll not seal this till after I find out. If they are back I’ll enclose the same. The two orders amount to $150. I haven’t heard yet how many money orders you have gotten so still have the receipts. Please tell me the dates and amounts on the orders you bank for me so I will know if you are getting them all. The chances that they could be lost in the mail is slim but there’s always that possibility.
Thanks for the clipping of Lt. Wilson. I am going to give it to him. He gets the Twin Falls paper so gave me a clipping from it about me. Did I tell you Bunting also got the D.F.C. [Distinguished Flying Cross]. I have the Air Medal and a bronze cluster for it now.
Incidentally, we found out about the picture we helped make in Grand Island. It’s on the Island now. The name of it is “Target Tokyo”. I don’t think it has been publically released but when it is it may be entitled “Sixth Bomb Group”. It was finished over here by another bunch so the only part we have in it is what was taken at Grand Island. We are going to see it in a few days at the theater. I’m real anxious to see what my possibilities are in the movie.
Last night it rained most of the night and really hard. As hard as I’ve ever seen it rain even in California. Maybe our rainy season is about to start. I’m glad we are in steel huts because it would be a mess in tents. Yesterday we got eager and built a back porch so now we have both a front and back porch in the place. The front porch is about 20’ x 12’ with two big 3-place lawn chairs (all homemade, of course). The back porch is only about 20’ x 4’. We use lumber from bomb crates and although we never have exactly the kind of piece we should have for the job we always manage to patch boards together and make them work.
Your last letter said Roger was at Ft. Douglas, not having too good a time. Four months sounds like a short period of training after my two years of concentrated training. I can’t believe he will be out of the States in 4 months. I am anxious to hear from him and get his address so I can write to him.
We have 13 missions now. We flew 12A and 12B and the next one will be no. 14. We can call in no. 13 now though. Nothing suspicious about this bunch??
Man Oh Man, 30 acres of beets. That’s going to be a lot. I guess that you have a sure feeling you will get a power digger or you wouldn’t have planted that many. Hope they turn out OK and the flies leave them alone. I guess by now things are pretty well progressed on the farm. The wheat must be up and growing good by now. It’s hard to realize.
I think I told you I had one wisdom tooth out. I now have the lower one on the same side out as of a few days ago. Both were good teeth and had straight roots but the gum around the lower was giving me trouble so he pulled the upper, waited till the lower fell OK and then pulled the lower. Both are healing up OK. I still have one wisdom tooth in my head. I suppose someday it will come and although it has never give me any trouble.
Press and I have been doing quite a bit of swimming lately. Go every day we aren’t busy. Think we will go this afternoon. The beach is at the other end of the island but it’s not hard to hitch a ride down. They have a floating raft about 150 yards out and it’s fun to swim out. The water is clear and blue so you can see down to the coral bottoms. It is located in a cove so the water surface is usually smooth. Very nice and beautiful too. I have pretty good tan now. Haven’t lost much weight (about 190 now) and feel great all of the time so don’t worry about me. I think my chances of coming back unscathed are darn good after seeing some of the Japs shooting. They aren’t too good, although on several occasions we have come home with some holes in the plane. One day we had 20 attacks from Jap fighters and our guns were shooting almost constantly. Jack got one and it is confirmed so we can paint a Jap flag on our airplane along with the bombs painted on each representing a mission.
Chow has been improving the past month. We have fresh eggs about every other morning and hotcakes the other mornings. We are getting more fresh meats like roast beef, roast pork and ham instead of so much Spam.
Wish there were something I could send you for your birthday but I can’t make it down town. Will you please take about $25 of the last money order and buy yourself a summer dress, hat, shoes, purse or anything you would like to have. If it takes more than $25, go ahead and spend it. Wish I could pick something out for you but it can’t quite be done so please pick out something nice for yourself. Let me buy it for you. Best wishes on your birthday and the coming Mother’s Day. You should get this about Mother’s Day or slightly after.
I think I’ll go eat now and see if the money orders are ready. So long for a while. (Later) No money orders in yet so I’ll go ahead and mail this and mail them when they get back. No mail for me this noon except a paper from the church in Pasadena. I’m out of news so will sign off with love.
Leonard
Ps Got a letter from June and Harold the other day. Guess Harold has had a rough time of it.
May 18, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
I just came back from the show early because it started raining. It was “Flesh and Fantasy”, what I saw was pretty good. You have never really seen it rain I am sure, or I guess, I should say, it rains here. I’ll pause, instead. I swear we were as wet as if we had gone swimming within ½ minute. We should have taken raincoats but didn’t. It fell like someone was standing over us with a water hose.
I have two letters from you, Mother, that I haven’t answered. So here goes. Yes, our huts are like those in Alaska only they are a tropical version with screen on the ends and ventilation in the sides. We do have electricity in them. Too bad the home town weekly wipe doesn’t get the news of our achievements and award of medals. You needn’t inform that I am becoming a hero. Sounds like the Briogeals are becoming pretty important people in Rupert (a new house and the mayor). Mmmm, guess I’ll have to write and see if I can get a political job. Yes, we do get a few magazines around and by sharing we have plenty to read. I have been getting the Reader’s Digest but they have been coming late.
I got a letter from Roger a couple of days ago and have answered it. He doesn’t seem too happy but that’s the old Army spirit. You aren’t really happy in the Army unless you can’t find a lot to bleed about. Also got a letter off to Grandma. My correspondence isn’t too good to anyone, except Ginny. Most of the time I find other things to do like sleeping. I sleep on the average of 9 hours a night and then, of course, once in a while go 36 hours without any sleep at all.
Have I told you, we now have a native laundry at our disposal. They do all the stuff by hand and do a pretty good job of it. Now we don’t have to wash anything ourselves.
Still have only 15 missions and won’t be getting more for a while because we were chosen as a lead crew and are going to Lead Crew School and flying practice missions. We have one in the morning early so will go to bed now.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Please send some cookies.
May 23, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
Today was a big day for me. I got two letters and a box from home and two letters from Ginny. The box contents came through in good shape except the chocolate fudge which molded. I can’t figure out why it did either because you had it well sealed in a tin can. I still can’t figure out why you sent the two boxes of Jell-O. It would certainly be good if it was made and there were some way of keeping it cool but there seems to be a scarcity of refrigerators at the present. Thanks a lot anyway. The Horlicks Malted Milk tablets are much appreciated and the olives I am sorry to say have just been eaten by Herb and myself. It seems that pilots are the only ones on the crew who like ripe olives. He gets a can quite often from his wife and I get them from Ginny and you so we split them when we get a can. Haven’t started on the fruit and nuts but they look good . Thanks heaps.
I bet you do look smart in your new outfit. I would like to see it, Mother. I am very glad you like the roses and the service jar although I’m afraid I’ll have to break down and admit that they weren’t of my choosing. It came as a surprise to me. I asked June to do something for you for me so it must have been her choice. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you and let you keep thinking I wired the floral. I’m happy to hear you had a happy birthday and go ahead and eat the chocolates without worrying about how fat you get. They will probably be devoured by the time you get this letter.
It would be great if I could see Earl. If you can get his address and location please send it ‘cause maybe I can look him up. The address you sent is not this island and since I don’t know the groups will probably never attempt to find him. Don’t tell Mrs. Larson.
I hope Mrs. Armes will break down and sell part of her farm. I would really like to see you get it. That would be a nice set up if you could stay right where you are and know that anything you did on the place would be for your own good.
Did I tell you we are going to Lead Crew School, so aren’t flying any missions at the present. We will be through in 3 or 4 days. We have been going to classes and flying for training missions. We have to fly another tomorrow and the next day. It is pretty good training. We will be leading formation over the target later on which involves a lot of responsibility as you can imagine.
We aren’t working too hard and life runs much as normal. We went swimming this afternoon. Had a good time. I must sign off now and write to my better half.
Love,
Leonard
Ps. Please send more olives and cookies.
May 27, 1945, [North Field, Tinian Island]
Tonight was a big night for me as far as mail is concerned. I got seven letters plus a Reader’s Digest. Two from my mother, one from my Grandmother, one from Richard and three from Ginny. It sorta comes in bunches like that.
I’m sorry Mother that you hadn’t beard from me in such a long time. Something is wrong with the mails because I write to you once a week maybe sometimes it goes as long as ten days but I usually write at least every week. Thanks for putting me straight on the money orders. I threw away the receipts for $380 you had received as of May 20th. I mailed another $150 on or soon after May 5th. You certainly have them by now. Let me know in your next letter. I keep the receipts till I hear from you in case the letters get lost.
As far as the wings, Mom, go ahead and have a clasp put on. The other deals weren’t long enough anyway. I have a couple of pairs of wings with the other type of fastener but I’d rather have you wear the original issue.
The MacKays will have all their boys home before long. Thanks for procuring the sheets, Mom. They, of course, aren’t necessary. Will just be a luxury but will feel good after sleeping on these wool blankets. I’ll appreciate them I’m sure.
Too bad Roger has had trouble calling home. That’s the way things go. I think he’ll get used to Army life and as he gets interested in things and will like it a little better. Of course, I had a better setup and had more to get interested in but to some degree I think he’ll become accustomed to it.
Sounds like Al and Delma will have a good setup if they can live in Jameson’s house next year. I would surely like to see you be able to buy the 40 east of yours and move there. I think that would be better than buying eighty where you are now. Then build (after the war) a nice comfortable house on the site of the present one and settle down and take things easy. An eighty or possibly even a 40 would support the two of you because your children are going to be pretty much self-sufficient from now on.
I agree with you Mom on Lela Mae. Don’t tell her but I can’t quite see her. Maybe Roger likes her pretty well but I would lay money that he never misses her. He’s not so dumb. She seems sort of silly to me and above all she’s little. I for some reason have little use for small people, male or female. That’s not a very good way to look at things but there’s my sentiments.
Yes, Ginny and I have pretty much decided to have a church wedding and probably in Greenfield but in our case any plans we might make can explode as fast as we make them because I am working for Uncle Sam and he does funny things with me. If we do have it there I, of course, want my family there and it will probably be this winter so you should be able to cut it. I have my doubts as to whether she will come to Idaho this summer. I think she would rather wait until I can go with her but you know a woman’s mind better than I. I told her it didn’t make any difference to me whether she went this summer or later with me. (Already I’m telling her nothing like breakin’ ‘em in right)
Hope you have some luck getting the beets thinned since you have so many. Wish you had some of these [natives] here to work for you. They are pretty hard workers and would work hard for 50 cents a day. They would probably go on a strike though and come out with a dollar an hour. That’s the way things go.
We have finished Lead Crew School now so maybe we can start flying missions that count toward going home. Everything is fine with me.
Last but far from least, Mom, thanks for the birthday box of olives and the Hershey’s syrup. They are muchly appreciated and arrived the 24th (well timed). I also got a card the other day. Thanks for everything.
Love,
Leonard
Ps I made 1st Lieutenant. (Don’t tell the Porters because I think it will be taken care of). Please send some cookies.
June 17, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
Dear Mom and Pop,
I haven’t written you as of very late and have three letters to answer from you, so figure it’s about time I got with it.
I have been pretty busy the past week or ten days. I have my own crew now and flew my first mission with them the other day. I have taken over an old crew in the Squadron whose former pilot is now in Wing Headquarters. I’m really glad that they have some experience because the new replacement crews we are getting in haven’t had too much training compared to that we had. I have known the commissioned officers since Grand Island and they are swell. As of yet, I have no copilot that will be permanent. The one who has been flying with me won’t be with me for more than 3 or 4 more missions I’m afraid.
This is Sunday morning on Tinian (we can name our island now) but life goes on exactly as usual here as any ordinary week day. There will be church services but only those who aren’t on duty will be able to attend.
I got a letter from June yesterday and she certainly had a swell trip. I’m glad they could do it. They must be very happy now being able to travel a bit together. Harold must have a raft of relatives. Sometimes I’m glad I don’t have many.
Today is Father’s Day, Dad, and I wish the best of wishes. Too bad I can’t be there to give you something but it’s a little rough buying anything here. Believe it or not there was a town on this island at one time. It was called Tinian Town. There was a big sugar mill to press all the cane on the island and the natives derived all their income from the industry. I understand that all the sugar was used in the manufacture of whiskey of some sort. The mill, the town and all the houses are now just a pile of cement blocks and steel beams. The big shots had some pretty nice houses. The Japs were using the top of the smoke stack on the sugar mill for a lookout. You can imagine what the Navy did to the mills.
I liked the poem very much you sent in one of your letters, Mother. The vitamins you sent are doing me some good, Mother. I have been taking two every night for about 10 days or two weeks and I really think I have been feeling better lately. I haven’t received the box with the others in it, just small box you sent air mail. Would like to have some more as these aren’t going to last very long.
I got the card with the photograph of you and Roger and the enclosed letter. So sorry you seem to have weeds in the garden. You know its funny thing that the garden always did grow a good crop of weeds.
The Point System of discharge does affect officers as well as the enlisted men and we have all filled out our nice pretty little adjustment cards. The only trick to the whole thing is there has to be a surplus of personnel before the theater commander can release anyone, officer or enlisted. The Air Corp has fewer surplus than any other branch. You can imagine what the chances of getting out of the 21 Bomber Command 20th Air Force are. There are a lot of fellows who have a lot of points but they haven’t much chance of getting a discharge, especially combat crew personnel. We haven’t a “snowballs chance in hell” of getting out. It’s a rough war. The fellows who are being shot at now are really the ones who are essential, not that we are winning the war by ourselves but some fellows do have a good racket and it sorta makes you wonder.
The picture brings back some childhood memories, Mom. That was quite a contraption we had rigged up between the trees.
No, General LeMay didn’t pin my Air Medal on. He is Bomber Command Commanding Officer. The C.O. of the Wing (General Davies) pinned it on.
Richard should be able to get a discharge. He should have quite a few points and is in a station where the point system would apply. I certainly hope so because he has seen plenty.
The last mission, which makes 19 for me, was not bad as far as enemy fighters and flak are concerned because the weather was really bad. It was the worst weather I have ever flown in. For about 3 hours we were in heavy clouds, rain and snow. I’d just about as soon have it clear and have some fighters come up.
I am in a different hut now. I moved here where my new crew lives. I hate, of course, to leave the old bunch, Bunting, Press, Fink and Peelie, but this is the only way to get ahead.
I’m about out of news now so will close with love and best wishes to Dad on Father’s Day.
Leonard
Ps Would like to have some more vitamins, olives, cookies, what have you.
June 24, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
It has been a lot of time since I have written to my parents. The reason is because in the past week I have flown 4 missions, that means about 60 hours flying time in 7 days. That’s too much in anybody’s language, although it does make the missions add up. I have flown the past four with my new crew and I have 22 now. Most of the crew has from 17-21 so they aren’t green. Thank God for that. I was pretty lucky to get a crew that knows what the score is. The crews that are coming in now as replacements are pretty green and lacking of training.
It’s lunch time so I’ll finish this later. Back again. Chow was pretty good for a change today. Not that it isn’t always sufficient but the same old stuff gets pretty monotonous.
Since I have last written I have received three letters and a package from home. Will try to answer them all now. This afternoon is the first time in quite a while that I haven’t been sleeping or flying. The package came yesterday with the vial of vitamins, chocolate syrup, popcorn (a real good package). Thanks a lot. The little box of vitamins you sent air mail is almost empty and the new ones got here just in time. They are doing me some good I am pretty sure and would like some more later on.
Mom, I’m proud of you losing ten lbs. I hope you can fulfill your dreams of losing 50 lbs. but if you did I’m afraid I wouldn’t know you anymore.
I’m glad to hear that at last things are beginning to warm up at home. Guess you had an awful late spring didn’t you? The mean temperature over here in the summer and winter various only about 4o so there is really not much difference between the seasons. The summer season does get a lot of rain. It has started now and it’s rare when it doesn’t rain sometime or other during the day. Has been doing it pretty regularly the past couple of weeks. The other night we were down to the show and it started raining. We always carry our raincoats when we go to the show, but even at that we got wet. It rained harder and harder until it was coming down by the bucketful. We couldn’t hear the sound and hardly see the screen. About 3 hours later we took off to visit the land of the Rising Sun. It was still pretty putrid weather.
The new crew is pretty swell. I have four missions with them now. The airplane is “Flak Alley Sally”. It has been doing a good job too. The first mission I flew in it I had to stop at Iwo for some more gas, but other than that we have flown four missions without much going wrong

Flak Alley Sally - Ed Vincents Crew, 6th Bomb Group
Thanks for informing me about the last money order. There are no more on the way now and I have thrown away all the receipts. Are the allotment checks coming every month? If they have been you should have about $100 by now. I just got a package from June and Harold and found the little book “Tao”. It has a lot of little verses in it and is pretty good. I must write and thank her.
Can’t think of any more news, in fact, I’ve about run out of anything to say.
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps Please send some more vitamins, olives, cookies, etc.
July 8, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
It has been a long time since I have written it seems to me like, exactly long I don’t know, but you must be getting worried. I have been pretty busy and have put it off the past few days. I’m sorry. I have 24 missions now, undoubtedly more than the last time you heard from me.
I have some letters here to answer so I better get going. Tell Mr. Shauers there are no P-38’s on Tinian. Would like to know where Clarence is and I have a pretty good idea. I’m glad to hear that everything is running smoothly on the farm this summer. You are certainly lucky to have such a good hired man in times like these.
We have our Officer’s Club built now and it is pretty nice to have some place to go in the evenings. It’s really a pretty good looking building considering the fact that we are overseas. We financed and built it ourselves so each of us put in quite a bit of time.
The new crew is really swell. Just got a permanent copilot today. Up to now I have been taking along copilots from other crews. He will be permanent. He’s new and doesn’t know what being shot at is like. We’ll find out how he is going to pan out before long.
The end is getting in sight now with only 11 more to fly. If everything goes well I should be on my way home in October, maybe September. When I get home the first thing I am going to do is get married. I want you to be there and if you don’t run into something unexpected you will probably be there. Ginny and I have decided to have a church wedding in Greenfield. Don’t tell her I said this, but I can think of better places to get married. I think it would make her happy and since her mother can’t travel we will about have to have it there. I have been thinking up various arrangements as to how we are going work things. Roger is letting me use his car when I get back and so, of course, we want it for our honeymoon. If the gas situation was a little better I would go to Idaho and all drive Roger’s car to Iowa but that would take quite a bit of gas. Guess we can work something out.
Mom, I still am sweating out the sheets. The popcorn popped successfully and is nearly gone. It was very good.
It’s still raining a lot here.
Love,
Leonard
Ps I’ll try and write quicker next time
July 28, 1945, Hawaii
Guess this is the first you knew anything about my going on a rest leave. To tell you the truth, I only found out about it about a week ago. I left Tinian last Tuesday. Went to Saipan where we waited around for a little over a day for a plane there. We got one early Thursday morning and got here Thursday morning about 5 am. Good time, eh? Of course, we gained a day on time. We were pretty tired when we got here and it really is great to be able to sleep as much as we want to. The food is the best ever. Really great and what is really super we get all the milk we can drink. I drink a quart a meal trying to gain back a little of the weight have lost.
I am right here on Hickam Field but you would never recognize it as an Army field because it is so nice. There are streets and houses that look like any nice residential district and the houses are probably a little nicer than average. We are staying in one of these. We are free to do exactly whatever we want to do and when we want to do it. They have parties, dances, etc. arranged for us if we care to go. This afternoon we are going on a sailing party at Waikiki – should be lots of fun. Yesterday, Herb [Horst] and I went to Honolulu and looked around. That’s about all we did except go to a nice barber shop and get a shave, haircut and facial. It was a big treat. I have forgotten that you could shave without the razor dragging every whisker out. We have hot water in the house, but the island (Tinian) has nothing but cold water to wet your beard.
At first, when they told us we were going to Oahu for rest leave I told them I didn’t want to go because we have 29 missions and could finish up in about another month. But now that I am here I’m glad I came because it is really a good deal.
Monday morning the four of us officers on the crew are going to another island to spend four days with a wealthy family who has invited us. It is really a good deal. Various families on the Islands here make a practice of inviting fellows on rest leave to spend a few days with them on their ranch, sugar plantations or what have you. We will fly over and they will meet us at the airport Monday. Don’t know too much what it will be like yet but can tell you all about it when I get back.
In case didn’t tell you, Mom, I got your box of cookies before I left. Didn’t get all of them eaten but I imagine the fellows in the hut will have eaten them by the time I get back, so they won’t be wasted.
Love,
Leonard
August 10, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island

Vincent, RR Kaui Alexander Mansion. Willie, Pat Gillman, Horst, Vincent.jpg pic with this paragraph. Caption: Ed Vincent, R&R Alexander Mansion Kaui. Willie, Pat Gillman, Horst, Vincent
Lt. Edgar L Vincent 0-771589
40th Sqdn 6th Bomb Gp
APO 336
c/o PMstr San Francisco
Dear Mom and Dad,
Just got back last night from a quite enjoyable rest leave in Oahu. When I got back I had a whole stack of letters from Ginny and about 5 or 6 from you. Also some packages. I got two boxes of cookies from you and also the little box of vitamins you air mailed. Thanks a lot. I don’t think you better send any more because I am hoping to leave this rack about the middle of September.
I am going to answer the question in your past letters then I will tell you about the rest leave.
You have really kept me up on all the latest news, Mom. I’m happy to hear that the crops are all coming along OK and that the man has proven more than satisfactory. I feel for Dad and the stiff synthetic. I can’t figure out Earl’s situation either. If I guess right, he won’t have time to finish before the war is nearly done. The Army has decided that it has all the pilots it needs, in fact, has discharged quite a few fighter pilots. Don’t think I have a chance of getting out when I get back with the type of airplane I have been flying. I’m sorry to hear the tires aren’t too good on Roger’s car. I haven’t decided exactly what I will be doing when I get back. I’ll probably go right to Iowa and get married. I am surely counting and hoping that my Mom and Dad can make the wedding. If you can’t because of transportation problems, we will for sure take our honeymoon in the west and spend some time with you. The reason I want to get married first is so that we can have as long as possible for honeymoon in the 30 day furlough. It will take 3 days to get the license in Iowa and then a couple of days extra before we get hitched and on our way. If possible I plan to go west on my honeymoon anyway. Some will depend on where my new station is. I would like to use his car but maybe the tires won’t take it. I suppose to get new tires it I would have to own it. Maybe I better see if I can’t get Roger to change it over to my name.
You wanted to know how we popped the corn. We made a little fireplace a long time ago in our yard. Whenever someone gets popcorn we build a fire and get some butter and salt from the mess hall and pop it in a mess kit with a lid. It works out quite fine and the popcorn is really enjoyed.
I think you must have forgotten to put the letter of Aunt Edith’s letter in one of yours in which you mentioned enclosing because it wasn’t in the envelope.
Nothing much has changed on Tinian in the past two weeks except we are getting in an awful lot of new replacement crews. The huts aren’t large enough to hold crews and what’s more we can crowd in, so some of them are living in tents out back. They aren’t too happy about it but they will be able to live in huts as soon as some more of the crews go home. They are starting now. These ungrateful guys can’t understand how lucky they are. They have an Officer’s Club which we (the old crews) built, a nice area, a PX and countless other things. The missions they will be flying are a lot easier than the big heavily defended juicy targets we had to hit a few months ago.
Am glad to hear you are getting a water softener. It will really be a big help.
They’ve put it out in the radio now so I can tell you what we were doing up near Russia. We mined the shipping ports of Rashin and Seishin, only 20 miles from the Russian border. Of course, it was a night mission. The Russians turned out all their lights and Vladivostok Radio went off the air. Their music wasn’t bad either. The Korean coast remained lighted all the time so they didn’t expect us. We were over the Empire and Japanese Sea about six hours which is a long time to wear a heavy flak suit.
Don’t expect me home in September. Don’t believe I can cut it. I would have if it weren’t for the rest leave but I have 6 more to fly which will take about a month then awhile to get home. I figure around the first of [October].
I’m glad finally that Grandma could come. She is undoubtedly there now and I trust you are all having a good time. I know she must be enjoying herself.
The war can’t last too much longer if the Japs have any sense at all. Of course, if they are so ignorant as they may be and can’t see the light, an invasion will take some time. I only hope Roger doesn’t have to go over.
Now for the rest leave. We left here the 26th of July, took a C47 to Saipan. We couldn’t get a C-54 out of there that night so stayed overnight there until the next night when we got aboard. We got to Oahu early in the morning and went right to the rest camp at Hickam Field. We stayed there 3 days until an invitation for four men came. The officers of the crew went. We flew over to Kauai (the northern most of the Hawaiians) where we were met by the Red Cross and driven to the Alexanders. We really had a wonderful time while there. They showed us around the island and really fed us like kings. We had several beach parties, a steak fry, played a lot of tennis and swam a lot. After 5 days there, the Red Cross took us back to the air field to catch a plane back. The plane was filled that morning so we had to wait till the next day. That day we went to the beach again and had a big time. The next morning we got aboard and went back to the rest camp at Hickam, stayed there a day then went to the ATC and got a plane out that night. We got into Saipan day before yesterday but had to stay an extra day again before we could get a C-46 back to Tinian.
It seemed pretty good to get back and see all the fellows but I’m not hot for flying the rest of the missions. I want to go home. Who doesn’t??”
Love to all,
Leonard
Ps Notice new APO number
August 21, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
Dear folks and Grandma,
It seems although my letter writing hasn’t been too good lately, more better I get on the ball. I owe several people letters. Just finished one to the Alexanders. They are sending the prints to the negatives of the pictures we took in Kauai which we left for them. Mine aren’t ready yet but they sent Glen’s and Herb’s. Mine will probably be here in a few days. They are certainly wonderful people.
The past few days have been pretty slow as far as getting mail is concerned. Today a lot came in and I got three from Mother. You have really been on the ball, Mom. Thanks a lot. Also let me thank you at this time for two more boxes I got a few days back. One was the 3 cans of apricots, nuts and candy, the other cookies. They were mailed June 15 and July 12th so didn’t make such good time. The cookies always seem to be good, however. In one of your later letters you again asked about the sheets. I did get them. It must have been about 1 ½ or 2 months ago. I am sure I wrote and thanked you for them.
I am including a few pictures. The large one is one the Group gave to the A/C, one each for every member of the crew. I had some left over thus you get one. The small ones are some I took down at the beach. Hope like them.
With gas rationing somewhat relieved, I’m hoping that you can drive to Iowa. It would be a nice trip for you and be much better than having to try to get on a probably crowded train. I’m also hoping to use Roger’s car quite a bit. Guess those things can be much better figured out when the time comes.
Too bad about the paper shortage. Maybe Dad has a good point about the corn crop.
I’m sorry that the operation turned out to be more painful than expected. It’s a good thing you have the expected results to look forward and keep your moral up. It will well be worth it if you can be relieved from the discomforts and also have the discoloration leave. Here’s best wishes for a nice recovery.
We have no news that is definite as to future plans. The rumors fly, one being that men with 30 missions and over will be going home soon. It sounds good to me. Don’t get too excited about my getting home real soon because I don’t expect anything drastic to happen for a while.
I’m so happy you are taking it easy and getting a good rest Grandma. It’s been a long time since you have been to Idaho and you certainly have a good rest coming. Don’t get too eager about going home right away. Take it easy.
Best wished from Leonard
Ps. Am including Edith’s letter
September 3, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
Dear Mom, Dad and Grandma,
Guess it’s about time I let you know what’s going on on our friendly little island and also answer some of your letters. Things have been going pretty slowly the past couple of weeks. I flew the 31st mission the 1st of September, the day before VJ was officially announced. I dropped supplies to a prisoner of war camp near Yawata. The day before we went on the mission I took Sally and 10 men to help over to Saipan to load up. I got a truck and we went to the stock area and loaded up 5 tons of C rations, cigarettes, juices, fruit cocktail, chocolate, fruit in the can and several other types of supplies, some medical. We tied up the boxes into 36 different blocks and fitted parachutes to them. It was the bigger part of a day’s work. That night, or really the next morning at 1:30 we (the crew) were awakened to go to our briefing then down to the line. We took off a 5:00 am. After I got up there it was strictly low altitude all the way. The weather was pretty bad over the Empire with ceilings down as low as 800 feet. I was flying up valleys and over hills with mountains on each side higher than my altitude and just under the clouds. It was really a lot of fun. After we found the PW camp we dropped the stuff from the bomb bays at about 600-800 feet. Only 4 chutes didn’t open so I can pat myself on the back for doing a good job of loading. The Japs were running like rabbits every time I came in low for a drop. I don’t think they trust us yet. After we finished getting rid of the supplies I went over the middle of Yawata at about 2000 feet. You should see the destruction in the urban area. It’s burned flat to the ground. I would like to get a look at some of the other cities because Yawata ranks low as to damage done. It was a very interesting trip all around. I was scheduled for another mission tonight but it was called off.
I’m glad your operation has proven successful, Mother. I hope the soreness will be justified by better looking legs.
As far as coming home is concerned, we know nothing but rumors we hear. One thing I guess is pretty certain and that is that transportation is pretty well tied up. I’ll probably have to go home by boat and there is no immediate hope for getting out of here so there’s really no telling when I’ll get home. Maybe I’ll know something more definite later on.
That wheat yield really sounds good and the clover must be something to see. Hope it heads out OK and the price is good.
There’s not much more news. We don’t do much but eat, sleep, fly formations, have a parade now and then and work on the Officer’s club. I’d just as soon, in fact, a little rather go home right away but as long as I’m not going to get shot at anymore, it’s not too bad sticking around here.
Hope you are having a good rest and enjoying yourself Grandma. Wish I would be there with you.
Love all,
Leonard
September 7, 1945, North Field, Tinian Island
Just got back today from another mission to the Empire to deliver supplies to POW camps. This time at Osaka. Everything went OK except that I had to land at Iwo because the weather was bad here. I took off from Iwo this morning and got here this noon. After I’d finished dropping supplies at Osaka I went over to take a look at Nagoya, a city of 3 or 4,000,000 people (that is before we burned them out). You should see those cities, mile after mile of nothing but ashes. Occasionally a building built of fire brick or concrete would be standing but gutted. Other than for a few spare areas, there is practically nothing in any of the cities of over 500,000. I really went down and took a look at things.
There is no news as to when I’ll get home. Things aren’t too rosy. Fellows with 31 missions as of August 14 are going home soon but at that time I had 30. The rest has sorta fixed me (bad). No news is good news they say but I wish they would put out some concrete information.
Love,
Leonard
Ps Please deposit the money orders.
Editor’s note: Ed returned to the States and married Virginia Wills on November 16,1945 in Greenfield, IA. They were happily married for 65 years before her death in 2011.






