November 4, 1943
HOWARD HUNTER has finally been called to active duty, after having been in reserve for a year. Howard has reported to the University of South Carolina at Columbia, S. C.
December 23, 1943
Well fellows, here it is Christmas, 1943 - a heck of a long time since Christmas, 1941. Let's all hope it will be a short, short time 'till December 25, 1944. All I can say to you is that we certainly hope you see your own special wish come true this Christmas Day. Our own Christmas is being made very enjoyable by being remembered by all you fellows with your letters and cards. Since last week we acknowledge cards from T/Sgt. Steve Cyzycki of Courtland, Ala., A/C HOWARD HUNTER at the University of South Carolina, S. C., S/Sgt. Louis Simpson at Sheppard Field, Texas, Pfc. Dexter Knight at Marine Base, New River N. C., Seaman Mike Trad at Jacksonville.
March 16, 1944
A/C HOWARD HUNTER who has been studying at the U of S. C. at Columbia, is here visiting his parents.
August 31, 1944
From Public Relations at the Naval Air Technical Training Center at Memphis, Tenn., we learn that HOWARD HUNTER "has completed the course of training in the Aviation Ordinance man School."
September 7, 1944
HOWARD HUNTER, in the Navy at Memphis, Tenn., for several months, is home on leave now but will go to Washington, D. C. from here for further schooling at American University there.
December 28, 1944
Several of the fellows were fortunate enough to get home for Christmas, among them HOWARD HUNTER, Alfred Tucker, Nathan Durrance, Raymond Smith, Jack Clegg and Curtis Deen, although Smith and Deen have to return to hospital shortly.
February 22, 1945
Also a letter from AOM/3c HOWARD HUNTER, who gets his mail through Fleet Post office, San Francisco. Howard writes:
"Should have written sooner but just couldn't seem to find the time. Suppose I have not been too busy but I have seen quite a bit since I left Bunnell.
I have had time to do a little sightseeing and swimming. I went hunting once and killed a wild goat. Have been hoping to kill a wild pig.
Maybe you remember H. V. Herrin. I ran into him the first day over here and have seen him several times. Surely is nice to see someone that is from Bunnell, or was once.
By the way, I was hoping you would start sending me The Tribune. You just don't know how much a fellow appreciates it when he is away.
Here's hoping to see you soon, along with the rest of the boys from home." (The Trib is being mailed to you again, since we got your new address with this letter. I hope you get it. In the meantime, take it easy!)