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we are located in the proverbial 'somewhere' along the new guinea coast. We will remain in this locality permanently (that is, so far anything in the army can ever be permanent) but the actual site of our intended hospital has yet to be selected. This, presumably, will be done within the net few days by the base surgeon, base commander, base commanding engineer, and any other base fellow who can manage to stick his nose into the situation. Then it will be consturcted by ourselves in conjunction with the local unity of engineers. The hospital 'set' itself we already have. It's a complete predestined, pregathered, prefabricated and prepackd unit of australian make. It contains everything from prefabricated buildings, surgical, medical, x-ray and laboratory equipment, and electrical generators, laundry and kitchens down to the last spoon, flush toilet (complete with paper holder), scalpel, bulb, faucet, pencil, eraser and aspirin tablet. I don't know how long it will take to put up but I judge about six or eight weeks. It all sounds quite attractive, and those who have seen similiar constructions in this area (an area consists of lots and lots and lots of miles) speak enthusiastically about them. the constuction does not include buildings for us, the hospital personnel. We will continue to abide in the manner of our nomadic forebears even unto abraham, in tents. Only now they make them fireproof. However, there will be more of little amenities (I hope) than we have at present — platforms, electricity, running water and a place to sit down and eat. Yet, it would do well to remain cautious in your enthusiasms for me, even as I myself. | we are located in the proverbial 'somewhere' along the new guinea coast. We will remain in this locality permanently (that is, so far anything in the army can ever be permanent) but the actual site of our intended hospital has yet to be selected. This, presumably, will be done within the net few days by the base surgeon, base commander, base commanding engineer, and any other base fellow who can manage to stick his nose into the situation. Then it will be consturcted by ourselves in conjunction with the local unity of engineers. The hospital 'set' itself we already have. It's a complete predestined, pregathered, prefabricated and prepackd unit of australian make. It contains everything from prefabricated buildings, surgical, medical, x-ray and laboratory equipment, and electrical generators, laundry and kitchens down to the last spoon, flush toilet (complete with paper holder), scalpel, bulb, faucet, pencil, eraser and aspirin tablet. I don't know how long it will take to put up but I judge about six or eight weeks. It all sounds quite attractive, and those who have seen similiar constructions in this area (an area consists of lots and lots and lots of miles) speak enthusiastically about them. the constuction does not include buildings for us, the hospital personnel. We will continue to abide in the manner of our nomadic forebears even unto abraham, in tents. Only now they make them fireproof. However, there will be more of little amenities (I hope) than we have at present — platforms, electricity, running water and a place to sit down and eat. Yet, it would do well to remain cautious in your enthusiasms for me, even as I myself. | ||
In the interim, we are | In the interim, we are camping out, and in no uncertain sense of the word, but we do have a truly select spot. We're situated at the very water's edge. The coast, hereabouts, has no beach whatsoever, the dense jungle and foliage arrested in it's expanse only by the waves of the pacific. The land in our particular spot is elevated about two feet about the sea level, and from my tent I can actually jump into the water. Don't ask me what happens when the storm comes. I dismissed that thought in a flash and with a shudder the moment it came to me. | ||
Our tents are the pyramidical type — ala Lehmann, but pitched directly on the ground. I have the same tentmates I described to you previously and we've fixed up the place as much as is permitted by a lack of lumber, limited tools, feeble talents and the realization that we may be to our new site (even before the actual hospital is constructed) | |||
Latest revision as of 23:32, 30 January 2023
no 6 Dec 4
dear mother dad and sis
my typewriter is my own again at last. It came the traumatic way — having been dumped deep into the hold of a ship, fished out with a crane and bouned downon a warf, thrown into a warehouse, lost, recovered again, dropped into another hold dragged out once more — but finally fell to my anxious arms, unbroken and as capable as ever. It is ready now to tell whatever story could be gleaned from so few days abidance in the tropics.
we are located in the proverbial 'somewhere' along the new guinea coast. We will remain in this locality permanently (that is, so far anything in the army can ever be permanent) but the actual site of our intended hospital has yet to be selected. This, presumably, will be done within the net few days by the base surgeon, base commander, base commanding engineer, and any other base fellow who can manage to stick his nose into the situation. Then it will be consturcted by ourselves in conjunction with the local unity of engineers. The hospital 'set' itself we already have. It's a complete predestined, pregathered, prefabricated and prepackd unit of australian make. It contains everything from prefabricated buildings, surgical, medical, x-ray and laboratory equipment, and electrical generators, laundry and kitchens down to the last spoon, flush toilet (complete with paper holder), scalpel, bulb, faucet, pencil, eraser and aspirin tablet. I don't know how long it will take to put up but I judge about six or eight weeks. It all sounds quite attractive, and those who have seen similiar constructions in this area (an area consists of lots and lots and lots of miles) speak enthusiastically about them. the constuction does not include buildings for us, the hospital personnel. We will continue to abide in the manner of our nomadic forebears even unto abraham, in tents. Only now they make them fireproof. However, there will be more of little amenities (I hope) than we have at present — platforms, electricity, running water and a place to sit down and eat. Yet, it would do well to remain cautious in your enthusiasms for me, even as I myself.
In the interim, we are camping out, and in no uncertain sense of the word, but we do have a truly select spot. We're situated at the very water's edge. The coast, hereabouts, has no beach whatsoever, the dense jungle and foliage arrested in it's expanse only by the waves of the pacific. The land in our particular spot is elevated about two feet about the sea level, and from my tent I can actually jump into the water. Don't ask me what happens when the storm comes. I dismissed that thought in a flash and with a shudder the moment it came to me.
Our tents are the pyramidical type — ala Lehmann, but pitched directly on the ground. I have the same tentmates I described to you previously and we've fixed up the place as much as is permitted by a lack of lumber, limited tools, feeble talents and the realization that we may be to our new site (even before the actual hospital is constructed)