Critique of French lavishness
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[This letter is written on Red Cross paper, with a thick, red cross and the words “AMERICAN RED CROSS” printed on the top of each page.]
Paris (241st Gen Hsp)
15 Nov 45 Thurs
Dearest,
I just came from seeing the
movie “The Story of G.I. Joe” by Ernie
Pyle. There’s so much to say—
yet words are an incongruous
thing concerning the such as
this—incongruous at an
(emotional)-time like this. Millions
were as this show; millions of
us were practically as this show
or on its closest fringe; & [hundreds of][1] millions
have no damn idea that this
show is every-inch The Truth!
It’s these latter millions that
should be forced to see it—
but like Dachau movies, they’d
hide their faces. God help ‘em! (they need it.)
[2]
To try to “lighten”-up a bit
Ill tell ya about my trip today:—
The hospital Red Cross took a bus
load of patients to Fontainebleau,
the “glamorama” summer-palace
of all the Louies & Napoleon. Its
about 40 miles [southeast] of
Paris. [On the road there, at the outskirts of Paris,
is an equivalent of Chicago’s Maxwell Street—
geeeee! how I “dreamed-back” to taking you (Ginny
& Wally) through Chicago’s more “picturesque”
counterpart][2]. Anyhoooo, Ill just
summarize Fontainebleau, for
the time being, as:—2/3rds the size
of Versailles Palace yet 2/3rds more
“glamorama” (if such could be possible!). It
is appauling & somewhat disgusting
how those kings splurged
money so lavishly, unwarrantedly,
& unequitably.
On the way back the bus takes
a 4 mile detour to Barbizon (yup! Just
like American women’s famous Barbizon slips). It
is here that the famous Barbizon
[3]
School of French art arose—&
they say, still rises. “The” attraction
is Millets home-studio; his
“Angelus;” Rossau his contemporary
& pal Rousseau; the field where the
“Angelus,” “Gleaners,” etc were done.
All in all the trip was very worth
- Ill carry most of the snaps
& picture-cards rather than send
them.
Well, dear, for the second time
I’ll “rep” something seemingly,
supposedly, & allegedly important:—
the U.S.S. Francis Slanger is
“emptying” Paris this weekend,
the 18th & 19th of Nov.. The ship can
do it as it’s the biggest & finest
hosp. ship we have. One Wilitzski[3]
& hundreds & hundreds of heinously
delayed Z-Is[4] are processed, etc, etc
[4]
to go onto it———leaving
Sun AM on a hosp train for direct
ship-side detraining. Take it
c̅[5] salt (again!) dear, but this
should be The-Real-Thing. Things,
feelings, emotions, science-facts,
& ramification already stink
so badly that they hardly dare
let this present plan “snafu.”
Sooooooooooooooooooo,
maybe I’ll get-under-the-wire of
my long ago password i.e. “Home
Sometime In November.” One
ramification of all the past
shameful delay is that at this
rate (above) my 30 day sick leave
would assure stretching past
Xmas-At-Home c̅————
All our love,
Dave
[1] Bracketed text inserted into original with a caret.
[2] Bracketed text is part of original.
[3] Wilsey’s nickname for himself.
[4] Refers to being sent back to the Zone of the Interior (The United States).
[5] Medical abbreviation meaning “with.”