McKinley, France, to Jennie Austin, Eldred August 9, 1918 Dear Mother, I hope you will pardon me for not writing sooner. But when I had paper, I did not have time and when I had time, I could not … Continue reading
McKinley Austin, 11th U.S. Inf., France, to Jennie Austin, Eldred July 7, 1918 Dear Mother, I got your letters all right. And I got one from Raymond at Camp Merritt. It must be hard for you to see us go, … Continue reading
McKinley Austin in Eldred In March, McKinley had a leave to go home before his outfit left for France, as the next letter indicates. McKinley, Chattanooga, Tenn., to Mort Austin March 14, 1918 Dear father, I got here all right. … Continue reading
In March 1884 Aida Austin was in New York City and received the following letter from her father. The Stidd Family mentioned was probably William and Mary Hickok Stidd, relatives of Mary Ann Eldred Austin, Aida’s mother. William Hickok, also … Continue reading
In January of 1918 George Sidwell wrote to his friend Mortimer McKinley (Mac) Austin, stationed in Chattanooga, Tennessee. It was Mac’s nineteenth birthday. George Sidwell, CAC 7 Co., Fort Amador, Canal Zone January 5, 1918 Dear Old Mack, Well this … Continue reading
McKinley Austin, Chickamauga Park, Ga., to Jennie Austin October 7, 1917 Dear Ma, I am sorry you were worried about me. I might say though that it is best to always believe the best; you’ll hear of the worst. I … Continue reading
September 5, 1917 Dear Father, We had a holiday today as this is the day when the drafted men were called. There was a big parade in Chattanooga. My company was not in it fortunately and I had a day … Continue reading
Army Stationery Mac and later Raymond usually wrote their letters on stationery from the Y.M.C.A. It seems there was a choice between paper with a Y.M.C.A. or Knights of Columbus letterhead. McKinley Austin to Jenny Austin August 12, 1917 Dear … Continue reading
McKinley Austin, Chattanooga, to Aida Austin, Eldred Dear Aunt, I am here and like it better than at Fort Slocum. We get better food and the officers seem better, though we had a fine sergeant there. It took over 34 … Continue reading
My Tuesdays are meatless My Wednesdays are wheatless I am getting more eatless each day. My house is heatless My bed is sheetless They’ve all been sent to the Y.M.C.A.. The bar rooms are treatless My coffee is sweetless, Each … Continue reading
