July 4th, 1917 Letter from Lieutenant Theodore Roosevelt to his wife Edith, sent from an undisclosed location on the Western Front Dear Wifey-Poo, They have had me in an underground map room with other officers for nearly a month now. While the generals make a big show of consulting my opinion over that of the other junior-grade officers, I can tell that it is a show. Perhaps it’s well-meant. I cannot disclose exactly where I am or the exact nature of what I do, but I can tell you that it involves pushing small soldier and tank figurines around on a large map, using a stick. Sometimes, when no one is looking, I pretend to make them fight, making explosion sounds under my breath.
Do they call him a "Tommy?"
Do they call him a "Tommy?"
Do they call him a "Tommy?"
July 4th, 1917 Letter from Lieutenant Theodore Roosevelt to his wife Edith, sent from an undisclosed location on the Western Front Dear Wifey-Poo, They have had me in an underground map room with other officers for nearly a month now. While the generals make a big show of consulting my opinion over that of the other junior-grade officers, I can tell that it is a show. Perhaps it’s well-meant. I cannot disclose exactly where I am or the exact nature of what I do, but I can tell you that it involves pushing small soldier and tank figurines around on a large map, using a stick. Sometimes, when no one is looking, I pretend to make them fight, making explosion sounds under my breath.