Showing posts with label Human Relations Council. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Human Relations Council. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
January 21, 1975 (Letter from Barb N.)
Hello. How are you? I am doing fine?
Today is a miserable day. We have a pretty fierce rain storm now. It sounds like the winds are very wicked today. At least I'm safe at work in the office.
Speaking for work I got transferred to a new job. I work for the master chief of the station. Most of the time he's not in the office which is nice for me. I turn the radio to my station and do what I want to do. The main work in my job is to attend a monthly Human Relations Council meeting, take notes, and type up the minutes. As you can surmise the job does not require too much of an effort. I usually try to break up the routine by reading, typing and writing letters.
Thank you for your Xmas gifts. I would like to macrame myself a belt but I want to start with another belt first. My girlfriend is macramaing a wall hanging from rope It looks pretty good. She would be a good influence on me and I on her. I'm lazy and she's not whereas she has some problems that I have more insight than she dose. I would like to get in the same room so we can hep each other on projects. We'll have to see how everything develops in the future weeks.
22 Jan. 1975 - I don't feel like reading now so I'll finish your letter.
Right now I feel like I need a vacation of some sort. I have to get away from this base. If I had only signed up for two years I would be out in Nov. I don't see how I will make it through the rest of my enlistment. I guess I'm in my down moods over the Navy, but I feel like I'm wasting so much time. I know the employment situation is bad outside now. It doesn't seem like it will improve. Most people believe we are on the verge of WWIII. Damn. That's all I need. If there was a war and then they ratified the amendment which would put women aboard combat ships, I would go UA. I would be gone faraway.
Mom probably wrote and told you that I sold my car. Now all I have to do is pay off my college loan and I will be out of debt. I will have to start saving money for when I do get out. I'll need something to fall back on.
What have you been doing in Montana? What is the weather like? Have you been sightseeing? I wish I could travel all over. I hate sitting idle. I'm too restless at this moment. I'll have to calm myself down.
Of course, you have heard about the trouble Dale has been getting into. I can't understand him. I wish I knew how his mind works. He's not a bad person. I hope he knows what he is doing.
I think my main problem is that I'm lonely for a male. The sailors only upset me. I hate sailors, (generalizing them in a group). I haven't really dated anyone I have liked in over a y ear. It's too long of a time period for me.
Well Paul I'll end here. I'll write more soon, after I get out of this mood.
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Barb Nelson,
Dale,
Human Relations Council,
Navy
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