Letter from Dorothy Scott to her father, June 4, 1943
Title
Letter from Dorothy Scott to her father, June 4, 1943
Description
Letter from Dorothy Scott to her father, G.M. Scott on June 4, 1943. Scott discusses a trip to Georgia, boating, new WAFS and barracks.
Creator
Scott, Dorothy, 1920-1943
Dorothy Scott joined the Women's Auxiliary Ferrying Squadron (WAFS) in 1942. Stationed at New Castle Army Air Base and with the 5th Ferrying Squadron at Love Field, Dallas, Texas. Died in 1943 while in Pursuit training.
Date
6/4/1943
Contributor
Scott, Dorothy, 1920-1943; Scott, G.M.
Rights
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Format
2 pgs., front and back
Language
en
Type
Letters
Manuscripts
Identifier
MSS600c_Scott,Dorothy_Correspondence,Dec1942-July1943_19430604
Is Part Of
MSS 600c, Dorothy F. Scott Papers
Spatial Coverage
Vault A
Provenance
Scott, Edward
Gift
Rights Holder
Woman's Collection, Texas Woman's University, P.O. Box 425528, Denton, TX 76204.
Text
D. Scott WASP
5th F.g.
Love, Field
Dallas, tex.
Mr. G.M. Scott
Auroville
Washington
6-4-43
Dear Dad:
More fun. Right this minute I’m waiting to get checked out in a C78- or A.T.17- it will not take long because it is easier than the AT9 to fly.
I just got back at 4 a.m. yesterday from the AT6 trip to Georgia. It was quite a – trip, nothing exciting. Just me other WAF and I went. We had been weathered in here from Wednesday until Monday afternoon. Then we hopped to Houston and next day made Tallahassee in two hops via New Orleans. On Wed a.m. we delivered and came back to Tallahassee by staff car and took the airliner home via Jackson & Shreveport.
Getting in at such an hour I didn’t have to report until today so I slept a little and then went boat riding.
Believe it or not, I can now ride a surf boat. It wasn’t hard after I learned how to get started.
Oh, pop, this boat deal is super. We have such fun on it. I’m looking forward to you coming down later this summer and you’ll like it too. Don surely must envy me.
Since I now turn sailor during my off-time, could you possibly find an old faded-blue denim slack suit among my collections, and include a pair of those flying white coveralls?
I’m considerably muscle sore from surf-boat riding, but I’m glad because I need toughing up.
-2-
I’ll probably spend most of my letters talking about my boat rather than flying. We have the nicest boat house on the lake- white with red trim. The inside isn’t so hot yet but we’re going to fix it up too so we can stay all night sometimes.
We meet other boating people often and tonight are invited to dinner at a Dr.’s house, whom we met while out fishing.
We will be getting eleven more WAFS soon, so we’ll number 22. Our new ones are doing all right but seem to lack that do-or-die enthusiasm we have, probably because of getting it all handed to them.
A late news bulletin is that we will have a whole barracks assigned to us (one in the new building program now going on) which means that we’ll be commissioned soon, and also that we can’t move into our new house.
Just Helen and I stayed on at the nurse quarters and we were supposed to move out, but we were house-hunting. Now we’ve got a house but can’t move in until they leave, and what with this late news we’ll probably not take it now. (I just love this certainty of what’ll happen next- oh yeah)
Don must be pretty busy with all carbon copies- I just don’t write at all except to you mainly.
Thanks for checking the Aro airport. I spent my time while flying over Louisiana swamps dreaming of flying over Okanogan Valley and dropping low over your service station- boy, would I like that!
It can happen too!
by for now
Dorothy
6: pm-
Now checked out on AT17- fun!
To close had to miss a PT trip to Miami, Fla.- later perhaps
5th F.g.
Love, Field
Dallas, tex.
Mr. G.M. Scott
Auroville
Washington
6-4-43
Dear Dad:
More fun. Right this minute I’m waiting to get checked out in a C78- or A.T.17- it will not take long because it is easier than the AT9 to fly.
I just got back at 4 a.m. yesterday from the AT6 trip to Georgia. It was quite a – trip, nothing exciting. Just me other WAF and I went. We had been weathered in here from Wednesday until Monday afternoon. Then we hopped to Houston and next day made Tallahassee in two hops via New Orleans. On Wed a.m. we delivered and came back to Tallahassee by staff car and took the airliner home via Jackson & Shreveport.
Getting in at such an hour I didn’t have to report until today so I slept a little and then went boat riding.
Believe it or not, I can now ride a surf boat. It wasn’t hard after I learned how to get started.
Oh, pop, this boat deal is super. We have such fun on it. I’m looking forward to you coming down later this summer and you’ll like it too. Don surely must envy me.
Since I now turn sailor during my off-time, could you possibly find an old faded-blue denim slack suit among my collections, and include a pair of those flying white coveralls?
I’m considerably muscle sore from surf-boat riding, but I’m glad because I need toughing up.
-2-
I’ll probably spend most of my letters talking about my boat rather than flying. We have the nicest boat house on the lake- white with red trim. The inside isn’t so hot yet but we’re going to fix it up too so we can stay all night sometimes.
We meet other boating people often and tonight are invited to dinner at a Dr.’s house, whom we met while out fishing.
We will be getting eleven more WAFS soon, so we’ll number 22. Our new ones are doing all right but seem to lack that do-or-die enthusiasm we have, probably because of getting it all handed to them.
A late news bulletin is that we will have a whole barracks assigned to us (one in the new building program now going on) which means that we’ll be commissioned soon, and also that we can’t move into our new house.
Just Helen and I stayed on at the nurse quarters and we were supposed to move out, but we were house-hunting. Now we’ve got a house but can’t move in until they leave, and what with this late news we’ll probably not take it now. (I just love this certainty of what’ll happen next- oh yeah)
Don must be pretty busy with all carbon copies- I just don’t write at all except to you mainly.
Thanks for checking the Aro airport. I spent my time while flying over Louisiana swamps dreaming of flying over Okanogan Valley and dropping low over your service station- boy, would I like that!
It can happen too!
by for now
Dorothy
6: pm-
Now checked out on AT17- fun!
To close had to miss a PT trip to Miami, Fla.- later perhaps
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Scott, Dorothy, 1920-1943 and Dorothy Scott joined the Women's Auxiliary Ferrying Squadron (WAFS) in 1942. Stationed at New Castle Army Air Base and with the 5th Ferrying Squadron at Love Field, Dallas, Texas. Died in 1943 while in Pursuit training., “Letter from Dorothy Scott to her father, June 4, 1943,” TWU Digital Exhibits, accessed April 20, 2024, http://exhibits.twu.edu/ex/items/show/132.