August 31st, 1943 Dear Iz, I have been confined to the hospital for the past week with second-degree burns of my right hand and leg. It’s not at all serious, but I’m hospitalized as a security against infection. I’ll most likely be on duty status within the next few days. No need to mention this to the folks, for it would only cause them undue worry and concern. Long daylight hours in the hospital are difficult to fill One cannot read all of the time away! I’ve spent much of my time thinking, and naturally, those thoughts concerned my future after the war. My ambition for medicine as my career has wained — and for good reason. I was eighteen when inducted with a year of college to my credit. With such a good start, medicine seemed very inviting. But things have changed. I cannot possibly return to my studies before ‘forty- six, and then I shall have to enter college as a freshman, for one year with a lapse of three is easily forgotten. I would be thirty-three
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