By August 1942 the Second World War was in full stride. The Americans had not yet officially joined the fight but Canada had continuous training programs, turning out young men. One young man who had enlisted at the age of seventeen on Friday, March 13, 1942 found himself at the Niagara training camp in August awaiting deployment. While thoughts of preparation and defense were put into action, back home in Kitchener, Ontario, a young mid teen boy sends a letter to his older brother detailing the concerns of his life.
This is a glimpse, the vernacular of yesteryear is as heartwarming as today’s seems cold. It smacks of Andy Hardy, but alas most of you will not know who that is. That’s okay. For some of us, ‘old lady..’ and ‘swell’ just bring back a wash of simpler times.
Enjoy!
via A Personal Post
bridgesburning 
Always fascinating and touching, a peek into old times. Thank you and greetings.
Thanks Celi Welcome Back! Though I bet you are missing the warmth. I have ordered an early spring just for you!
I don’t think we had connected when you first posted this. Ii enjoyed a look into the past.
It is one of few handwritten letters from the past and has a soft spot in my heart
I loved this letter the first time you posted it and enjoyed it once again.
Thanks Darlene, it is special to me too