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FIC: Gen: Day 24 - January 31, 1954 (Indy)
January 31, 1954
Ernie,
I read the first reports that you and Mary were dead and was shocked! I am thrilled that this turned out to be untrue. I knew you were made of sterner stuff.
Did I ever tell you about going on safari in Africa as a kid? We went when Teddy Roosevelt was there and I met him, even got to go with him hunting once. Mr. Percival was our guide. Didn’t I read that he was your guide on your first safari?
I was just thinking about meeting you in the war the other day. Do you remember the girl’s name that we both tried to court? I remember more about her grandmother than her. I think I spent more time with the old lady. It’s hard to believe how young we were in those days.
I’m doing more teaching these days than digging for artifacts though I do plan to go to South America later this month. There are rumors of some Egyptian artifacts in a temple in the jungle. I suspect they’re just that, rumors, but I’m not going to pass up the chance to find out.
I hope to get to see you and Mary when you come back to this side of the ocean. It’s been too long.
Take care.
Indy
When I ran across this one, I had no idea who Ernie was. But all the talk of safaris brought to mind an author we’d read in high school, a man who’d loved safaris, hunting and fishing in a way that my grandfather never had: Ernest Hemingway. My father told me that Grandfather had known him since WWI. My English teacher would have liked me better if she’d known my grandfather was a friend of Mr. Hemingway.
Ernie,
I read the first reports that you and Mary were dead and was shocked! I am thrilled that this turned out to be untrue. I knew you were made of sterner stuff.
Did I ever tell you about going on safari in Africa as a kid? We went when Teddy Roosevelt was there and I met him, even got to go with him hunting once. Mr. Percival was our guide. Didn’t I read that he was your guide on your first safari?
I was just thinking about meeting you in the war the other day. Do you remember the girl’s name that we both tried to court? I remember more about her grandmother than her. I think I spent more time with the old lady. It’s hard to believe how young we were in those days.
I’m doing more teaching these days than digging for artifacts though I do plan to go to South America later this month. There are rumors of some Egyptian artifacts in a temple in the jungle. I suspect they’re just that, rumors, but I’m not going to pass up the chance to find out.
I hope to get to see you and Mary when you come back to this side of the ocean. It’s been too long.
Take care.
Indy
When I ran across this one, I had no idea who Ernie was. But all the talk of safaris brought to mind an author we’d read in high school, a man who’d loved safaris, hunting and fishing in a way that my grandfather never had: Ernest Hemingway. My father told me that Grandfather had known him since WWI. My English teacher would have liked me better if she’d known my grandfather was a friend of Mr. Hemingway.