Aldwinckle, Eric, Letter, 2 October 1943

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Description: 
Letter to Harry Somers

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Case Study: 
Creative Dialogue Across the Ocean: Eric Aldwinckle’s Letters to Harry Somers
Creator: 
Aldwinckle, Eric
Source: 
letter
Date: 
2 October 1943
Place: RCAF Headquarters, London
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Contributer: 
McMaster University Libraries
Rights: 
Copyright, public domain: McMaster University owns the rights to the archival copy of the digital image in TIFF format. Reproduced with the kind permission of Margaret Bridgman.

Identifier: 
00001590-3
Language: 
eng
Type: 
image
Format: 
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Transcript: 

wonderful life is when a mountain can keep up-to-date, being so old fashioned and wrinkled. And, oh yes, it was grand to be in civvies for a week and wear no hat. So I donned my uniform, packed my clobber and hied off to a new kind of work with a mobile unit living in tents. It was marvellous. As usual swell types, courtesy, helpfulness, and extreme interest. Shaving in cold water, bathing in a 2' square canvas bowl, also in cold water but good food and bags of interesting material for paintings. Hated to leave. I get to like these guys just like I do C.O's and the only difference as far as I can see is that one calls himself a C.O. and the other doesn't, and they do different things and unfortunately don't agree but they are both tops when you get to understand them. Well you know me. I love 'em. Most of 'em. I even love some dogs. After I'd been there a week the Commanding Officers dogs, a thoroughbred spaniel and a halfbred terrier who looked so wonderful because he always ran with forelegs or hindlegs, striking the ground at once in kangaroo fashion [sequence of drawings of a running dog in motion] began to come in every morning and rub their cold wet noses in my face at 0600 Eros[?], upset everything in the tent and always dashed off with either my slippers or socks or anything else of mine that had the aroma of an old dog basket,