Feature Letter of October 23rd, 2016
Gilroy, Wilbert H.
Now that I have been here for some time and know the bunch better, it is much more interesting. They are certainly a great bunch of fellows. Not like Canadians in many ways. Some are Sirs, I mean bold Knighthoods or Baronetcys [sic] and most are quite wealthy. Many own cars, some, not many, Rolls Royces, and various makes of real good cars. In fact most of them are quite independent in that way. I have met many 1st rate fellows, and also some who are not so nice. Quite a number of the boys are soldiers by profession, some own their own aeroplanes and make flying a hobby in civil life. Altogether they are a most interesting outfit. Yesterday, my usual day for writing, was most miserable. I came over to the library right after breakfast to write but the place was as cold as Greenland. So I set about to find the orderly. After about half an hours search I found the miserable man but he would not do anything without a written order from the College. This gentleman I learned, after another searching spell, had gone to town for the weekend. So result was we could have no fire. Of course there was nothing for me to do but to walk, walk, walk to keep warm. In the evening I went downtown and had dinner with one of the boys (a Canadian from Montreal) and his mother. She was a dear and took me right in and gave me the best meal I have had in Oxford. It is the 2nd meal I have had out of the mess since I arrived. After dinner we had a fine chat and believe me I envied that chap having his mother over here. I wish I could have mine here for a little while. She had just come over to be near the kid but he is only 19 so I guess she thought he would be homesick. She is going to stay in England until the war is over or as long as he is on the job.