My grandmother congratulates her son on becoming flight sergeant and on his stint teaching fellow airmen how to dance. She adds some motherly warnings to keep to his studies. When she writes, "Think always of yourself first," I don't think she means for him to be selfish, but rather not to forget his duties and school work.
Frank writes condolences to his sister-in-law, my mom for the death of her dad a few days earlier. (See Sept. 20, 1943 letter from Frank's mother, my grandmother, informing him of the death.) As an eighteen-year-old, he tried his best to share his sympathy, but such a young person had to rely on the tried and true. His words may come across somewhat trite, but many of us a good deal older, couldn't do much better.
John Koroschetz, my mother, Lillian's, father, whose death on 9/17/1943, is recorded in this letter to Frank. My maternal grandfather, John Koroschetz, was buried on September 20, 1943. In her letter to Ebner (Frank), my grandmother notes that [...]
University of Wisconsin at Stevens Point—That's where Frank has been assigned to the 97th College Detachment to pursue college courses. Without the military, Frank would never have been able to attend this excellent school. And there's a bonus: Girls! Girls! [...]
Yes, Frank is an Army Air Corps Cadet, but part of his training will be college courses. His parents' dream was to see all three of their boys graduate from college (my grandparents were able to only complete through fourth grade in Romania.)