Agnes Soderstrom, mother of six children.

#23 P.A.E.D. RCAF

University of Toronto

Toronto, Ontario

03 June 1943

Dear Rose and All,

Life is getting worse every day, that is the math is getting harder, and the wireless is getting faster, but I’m not. I still don’t know why I didn’t join the army.

The longer I stay here the more sure I am of washing out, about a third of every class washes out here, and of the 2/3rds that get to the next course, about half of them wash out there. When they get to B&G (Bomber & Gunnery) school some more wash out, it isn’t funny.

I sure had a good time last night; Bob and I got late pass and went to a party, so what happens, at 11:30 we wind up in the rollercoaster...

...You should have been here tonight, about twenty guys all in my room doing math, and such math, we would all wind up with a different answer. So then the riot would start, everybody’s answer was right, of course when it boiled down I never had the right answer, and me with a math exam coming up tomorrow. Oh my shattered nerves, we had two tests this week, I passed one, and the other one, well the less said the better...

Nothing more to write about.

So long for now,

Love Clair