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Leonard Kephart to Laura Kephart, December 23, 1942, page 1

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  • December 23, 1942 Mama Someone just came in to say “Merry Christmas” and that reminds me to get busy pronto if this to reach you on Christmas day. I am writing in my new office in the basement of the new B.P.I. Station at Beltsville, Md. where we were moved a few weeks ago. The entire Bureau is to be out here 16 miles from Washington as soon as all building is finished. They chose a fine time to make everyone drive 16 miles, or rather 32 miles, a day but they did. Anyway a steam shovel is thundering away right outside my window so if my ideas are a trifle disjointed dont be amazed. I got back from Florida the first of the week after a shivery time at West Palm Beach etc. just in time for the coldest Washington weather in years. I judge from the papers that it has not been precisely hot at Boonville. I was working out in the Everglades on a job for the War Production Board and nearly froze. We drove down from Washington just in time to get caught Friday on the gasoline freeze and for a while it looked as though we would spend Christmas in Florida. Naturally I was anxious to get back, not the least because I wanted to see what my grandson looked like. Imagine me a Grandpop. Well, I can now report that he is quite OK. Hes a little tike, 6-11 at birth I believe, but all there with black hair and, so far, blue eyes. He doesn’t look like anyone but a baby so far as I can see but maybe he will later on. He was born on his great-great-grandfather’s birthday, December 10 about 7 in the morning, and in the same place, Columbia Hospital, as his mother and Uncle George. I [sic] still seems incredible to me that little old Jane, who was born, it seems only the other day, now has a baby of her own. But that’s the way it is. She and the baby are home now, at our house, and both are doing fine. They will stay there for at least a week more before going back to Rock- ville. Ralph was notified some time ago that he would be transferred to Salt Lake City. He asked for a deferment on the order until the baby came which was granted so now he expects sailing orders almost any day. The plan now it for Jane to follow as soon as she is able. The thought of going all the way out there alone with a month-old baby rather has her down but I guess she can make it. So far there has been no talk of Ralph going overseas though of course it may happen. He is a Captain inhe [sic] planning and construction end of the Air Corps, takes trips all over to check on building needs etc. and so far has enjoyed the job. I think he would like to get foreign service but doesn’t like the idea of leaving his family. Maybe the war will be over before he has to. Buddy is Ensign in command of one of the ‘83-footers’ or Atlantic Ferrets that cruise up and down off the coast on the lookout for subs. He is stationed at Morehead City, N.C. and has the beat that goes out around
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