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Christmas has just passed. Jake has sent a letter home wishing his mother a happy birthday and getting her caught up on his progress as a pilot. This letter is postmarked 14 January 1943. Douglas, GA
January 13
Dearest Mother,
There is a very important day either coming or has already gone. Do you feel any older? You don't look a bit older than you did as far back as I can remember. I hope I look and feel as well as you do at the same time. I don't think my life will never be as good as yours, but I hope to meet you in Heaven. I know you'll be there. May you have many happy returns of the day.
I didn't get to fly today but Mr. Cotton, my instructor, said that I would be ready for my forty hour check in the morning or the next day. I believe Paul Walker will give me my check ride. I hope he does and I hope I'll pass it. I've got to now that I've gone this far.
K.O. Couch, a Clemson boy and one of my roommates washed-out Monday. He didn't really like to fly anyway. Maybe it's for the best. That's the way I'll look at it if I don't make it. I can fly the airplane but maybe not to suit the Army. I have 37 hours now. I only need 23 more to finish up. I've been flying 4 hrs. some days. I'll probably be doing more flying than that if I'm to get out of here.
I went to a reunion supper the other night. It was really good to get into a home again. Since Margaret (Miss Neely, is a young woman Jake dated) has been away in Chester, Blair and I haven't found their house to be much like home. Blair and I usually go to the show or such.
Mother, enclosed you will find a small present for your birthday. Buy something you really want and don't pay any bills with it. We'll get them all paid someday.
Many happy returns.
Your devoted son,
Jake, Jr.
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