|
Webster County
IAGenWeb
|
|
|
|
GOOD MORNING, JOE: And a good morning it is. The sun is shining
and the day is beautiful. Painters are in the lobby giving us a fresh coat, and
two sprightly pin up girls in slacks are busier than Seabees cleaning the studio
walls . . . Main attraction on Central Avenue is the Gates Department store window
display of your letters, pictures, camp papers, sent from all over the world to
Y.L. F.H. Credit for the beautiful window goes to E. F. Hanson.
Thought behind the window, “Write often to Joe.” Vital statistics —adding up weekly
figures we discovered the other day that Y. L. F. H. sponsors had sent 57,000 letters
on their way the first 26 weeks. Yep, we are now a half a year old. Our nightly
prayer is that the “letter” will die young. Letters are swell, but we'll be glad
you are here where we can see you.
TOWN AND COUNTY. The poultry plant at Gowrie is being enlarged
and
remodeled . . . The senior class of Dayton high school visited Fort Dodge and K
V FD last Monday. Nearly all the boys are already enlisted in the army or navy reserve
and will enter service upon graduation. With them was Superintendent W. P. Peterson
. . . The sale of corn in northwest Iowa has been frozen for 60 days to all purchasers,
except the government. Corn processing plants are out of corn and farmers are being
urged to sell . . . Joe Pessica was found dead in the shaft of
the Wasem Gypsum Company’s mine Monday. Death may have been from accident or heart
failure. He was found half a mile back in the shaft. He had worked in the mine for
20 years . . . Bob Estlund has resigned from the State Bank, to
become full time secretary and club manager of the Moose . . . Tree climbers for
the Gas and Electric are out like squirrels, trimming the limbs of 2,000 trees in
Fort Dodge. The biggest tree cutting since Paul Bunyan . . . Police have given
out annual warning against smashing electrolier bulbs. But it’s spring and kids
(vandals, according to local police,) are still throwing rocks . . . Dr. Knowles
has been elected vice president of the Iowa Medical Association . . . The Men’s
Glee Club sang Monday evening in Barnum . . . Supt. A. C. Anderson
of Gowrie has been elected head of the Rockwell City schools . . . Police are looking
for a small burglar who broke into the Stafford beer parlor last Friday night. He
got away with $300. He was a little fellow, 5’ 3”, with no front teeth, about 45.
If you have knowledge of his whereabouts, kindly call local police . . . Paul
Roderick has been elected head of the boat club . . . Ertle Mae Stevens
has joined the Air Wacs . . . 98 former students of Dayton high are now in the armed
services . . . Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Olmstead are moving to Denver.
They've sold their house here, and purchased one in Denver.
ENJOYING HOME COOKING. Lt. (j. g.) K. H. Hanson,
from Newport, R. I. He’s stationed at an anti-aircraft gunnery school, where 30,000
are trained every month, army, navy, marines, coast guard—also English and Russian
sailors . . . Lt. Bob Marsh, from Napier Field, Ala. . . .
Lt. Floyd Vevle, from Kingman, Ariz. . . . Lt. Paul Martin,
from an air field. These lads have just gotten their wings, all looking very handsome
. . . Ens. Bob Larson, from Beaufort, S. C . . . J. J. Toohey,
from Keywest, Fla. John was home for his father’s funeral . . . Lt. Vyva Cavanaugh
Kerr, on her way to Santa Barbara, Calif . . . S/Sgt. Pete Garateni,
of Lehigh, from Sheppard Field, Texas . . . Pfc. Lowell Johnson,
from Ft. Monroe, Va. . . . Cpl. Earl V. Swindle, New Orleans,
La. . . . Sgt. Paul Menefee, University of North Dakota . . .
Pvt. Eugene Muir, Camp Carson, Colo . . . Lt. Don S. Lehman.
He’s completed 25 missions over Europe. He’s bombardier on a Fort, and has been
awarded five decorations . . . Lt. Jack Jones, Ft. Francis Warren,
Wyo. . . . Jack C. Bunker, S 2/c, Farragut . . . W. R. Swanson,
CM 2/c, enroute to the West Coast, and his brother, Pfc. R. A. Swanson,
New Orleans . . . Cpl. Chester Smith, Camp Breckenridge, Ky . .
. Lt. Dale Sperry —he got his commission and wings last week at
Pecos, Tex. . . . Pfc. Eugene Messerly, from Camp Campbell, Ky
. . . Tom Nash, S 2/c, on his way to Houston, Texas, to join a
destroyer escort. He’s doing “huff-duff’ work—yeh, that’s what he said . . .
Pvt. James Rank, Camp Gruber, Okla. . . . Pvt. Bernard Oakland,
of Badger, from Camp Roberts, Calif . . . Cpl. Herb Lefler, from
Washington, D.C . . . Pvt. Al Rumme, from Camp Gordon, Ga. Al
came home to rest, but says it’s pretty hard to rest in these parts.
ORANGE BLOSSOMS, RICE AND OLD SLIPPERS. Genevieve Petersen
and Cpl. Raymond Newbrough, both of Badger, at Badger, March 18th.
They are honeymooning at Hunter Field, Ga . . . It runs in the family. Dorothy
White and Cpl. Kenneth Newbrough, both of Badger,
on April 9th, at Badger. They are honeymooning at Sioux City Airfield . . .
Patricia Thatcher, formerly of Fort Dodge, now of Seattle, Wash., and
Lt. Lloyd Fallon, of Fort Dodge, at Oakland, Calif., April 1st
. . . Evelyn Johnson, of Burnside, and Edward Schuster,
April 20th, in Burnside . . . Beatrice Mills, of Des Moines, and
Lt. Joe F. Wall, at Des Moines, April 16th . . . Lorraine Condon,
and Robert Yetmar, of Clare, April 28th, in Fort Dodge . . .
Doris Brokaw, and 1st Sgt. Albert Bona, of Long Island,
New York, on the Panama Canal Zone, March 6th . . . Clara Long
and Arthur P. Sandlers, in Fort Dodge.
GETTIN’ AROUND. Lt. James Tucker, pilot of a Liberator,
is in England, but before reaching there, went to Brazil, North West Africa, French
Morocco, and finally Ireland. Made a deal for Mrs. Tucker in Brazil.
Got her six pairs of silk hose . . . To Ft, Jackson, S. C., Pfc. Tom Berry
. . . From Camp White, Oregon, to San Luis Obispo, Pvt. Warren Winslow
. . . To Camp Van Dorn, Miss., from Columbia, Mo., Pvt. V. L. Bell
. . . From Hobbs, N. Mex., to Emporia, Kans., A/S Chas. Herringlake
. . . From Farragut, to Shoemaker, Calif, Robert M. Fortney, S
l/c . . . A/C Richard A. Morandi, “an old subscriber,” from Seymour
Johnson Field, North
|
Carolina, to Yale University . . . To Camp Polk, La., from Shreveport, La.,
S/Sgt. Lumire S, Kozel . . . To Vint Hills Farms Station, Warrenton,
Va.,
T/Sgt. Othello C. Duckett . . . To Camp Hood, Texas, Sgt, Arnold
W. Forslund.
SOAP BOX DERBY M.C. When the brothers Hare, one
a Cpl. in the U. S. A. R. F., and the other a pilot in the R. A. F., squared off
against each other in a friendly battle of wits, as captains of two quiz teams at
a recent, huge American Red Cross show, it was Sgt. Chas. E. Cook,
former K V F D announcer, who acted as master of ceremonies. Last M. C. job Chuck
did before entering the army was on the Soap Box Derby on the main drag.
OVER HERE. Cpl. Otho V. Rohr is at Victorville,
Calif. (We'll take care of that request Cpl.) . . . Jack R. Warren,
S 1/c, is now al Miami, Fla . . . Pfc. R. J. “Bob” Parsons is
somewhere in New York, where they train the West Pointers to fly . . . In the Kearns
Hospital, at Camp Kearnes, Utah, is Cpl. Eugene H. Curl . . . Awfully
tired of the “Lone Star” state, after 14 months, Cpl. Thos. Dowd
is happy about his move to Rosencrans Field, St. Joe, Mo. . . . Noah W. Reed,
writing from Camp Parks, Calif., after returning from the South Pacific, “there
is no place like the valley between Fort Dodge and Lehigh.” . . . S/Sgt. Alfred
Rasmussen is a Mess Sgt. at Camp Blanding, Ga. Thanks, Al, for “The
Bayonet’—brought me up to date on “She Wolf” and “Male Call.” . . . 2nd Lt.
Robert B. Hogan is at Quantico, Va. . . . Pvt. Robert S, Larson
is at Sheppard Field, Texas.
DOWN UNDER. Walter S. McGill, B. M. 2/c, is now
somewhere in the Pacific . . . Cpl. Robert Hinrichs, for several
months stationed in Brisbane, Australia, has now been moved up into the combat area
as a radio operator with the signal corps. On the way, his boat went through a typhoon.
A Jap walked into their camp the other day. They couldn’t understand his talk, but
understood that he wanted to be taken prisoner . . . Pfc. Donald Phillips
is just back from a 15 day leave to Sydney, Australia. With traveling time, Don
stretched it out to 74 days. Nice goin’ pal. Seven months of Dan’s 14 in the islands,
have been spent in combat. If the censor hadn’t been so vigilant, I could tell you
where he landed on September 4th. Thanks for the “Guinea Gold,” Don.
Incidentally, “Guinea Gold” carries a colored comic in its supplement,
that is an Australian version of Toonerville and Mickey McGuire.
Mickey in Australia, is known as Tuffy Sweeney . . . S/Sgt. Geo. W. Armstrong,
is somewhere in the Pacific. If you don't get this letter, Geo., it’s the mailman,
not us . . . Cpl. Tom Merryman and three of his buddies are on
their way from New Guinea to Australia, rest camp bound. They are flying all the
way.
GLAD TO SEE EACH OTHER. Pvt. Anver Habhab met Paul Caine
and Willard Olson somewhere in Italy the other day. “Fort Dodge
is always the main subject. As for Tobin and Fort Dodge creamery products, we get
our share of them. Goes down pretty good too.” . . . In Italy, Cpl. Wayne Daniels,
Guy Clark, and Capt. Steve Manchester. “Sure seemed
good,” says Wayne, “to see some of the fellows again after a year and a half.” .
. . Somewhere in the Pacific, Joe Thomas Sandell, C. M. 2/c and
Gerald E. Pohl, G. M. 3/e . . . He thought he was the only Dodger
“on this hell-hole,” but doggone, Melvyn Phipps ran right into
Keith Douglas in chow hall —somewhere in the Pacific. (We are looking
for that address, Mel.) . . . Pvt. Harschel Elliott and Cpl.
Tom Merryman, somewhere in New Guinea. (Thanks, Hersh, for the copy
of “Guinea Gold.”) . . . Pfc. Kenneth Gilbert and Pfc. A. G.
Chardoulias, of the Marines, in the Gilbert Islands. Ken is with an
anti-aircraft battery . . . In Military Police Training Center, in Shreveport, La.,
Pfc. Carsten Autzen and Pfc. Henry Zeka . . .
In Camp Adair, Oregon, Cpl. Garland Porter and Howard Jordan
. . . In Ireland, Pfc. James Brockman and Pfc. Wm. Muenster.
Jim and Bill had a most convivial picture taken after an appropriate celebration.
In a burst of magnificant understatement, Bill writes, “You can see we had a good
time.” Bill is in England now and likes it. “They treat us like members of their
own family.” (Yes sir, Bill, Jim is now a subscriber) . . . In England, Sgt.
Ray Stringer and Leo Simmons, Jr. . . . In Oklahoma
City, Cpl. R. R. Rule and S/Sgt. John Peterson,
back from operations in the Aleutians. Bob also saw Tom Keenan
before he left for his last ride. Bob says,“ John (Peterson) has
all the decorations.” . . . In the Naval Hospital in San Diego, Pvt. Keith C.
Johnson, of the Marines, and Mel Conlin, corpsman
in the hospital. Keith is recovering from a leg injury . . . Somewhere in the New
Hebrides, Robert Constable, Rodney Black, who used to wrestle for
the Dodgers,
and Bob’s uncle, Doral Constable.
OVER THERE. Pvt. Lester Evans, writing from muddy
Italy, where he has been in combat, says, “Say hello to everyone. Things are fine.
Until later, take care of old Fort Dodge.” . . . Pfc. Rayburn Lentsch
is in Italy, overseas now nearly two years . . . Lt. Don G. Culver,
in England, gets most of the good programs from the states on rebroadeasts. Don
is with the ammunition office of an armored division . . . Fast work. Pvt. Laurence
O. Greenfield landed in Ireland April 7th, dropped in on his brother-in-law
in England, unexpectedly, the 16th . . . S/Sgt. Kermit A. Berg,
of Callender, is now somewhere in Italy . . . He’s in England now, Pvt. Robert
Baker, of Badger.
THEY BORROWED A JEEP on Easter Sunday and when they had made the
rounds, there were gathered together, somewhere out in the South Pacific, “Bud”
Trost, Red Brighi, Bob McNeeley, Jack Saeger, and Clare Meltvedt,
all Marines. They looked for Ort Mills, but couldn’t find him.
They have his address now and he'll be in on the next Dodger gab fest. Bud’s outfit,
the 8th Marines, drew a presidential citation for their work at Tarawa.
|
|
THE WORLD’S FASTEST LETTER. Mildred V. Johnson
wrote it and mailed it air mail in England on Thursday, April 20th. It reached us
here at K V F D the following Tuesday morning, April 25th. Mildred has seen only
two Dodgers in England, Sgt. Steve Campbell and Lt. Lyle Jensen,
who is now home on leave.
MISSING IN ACTION is Cpl. Robert D. Johnston,
of
the American-Canadian paratroopers, in the Anzio beachhead area, as of March 27th.
His last word to his folks, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. E. Johnston, told of his being in a
fox hole above Anzio. It was written on the 25th. Bob was with the outfit that first
landed on Kiska . . . Missing in action in the South Pacific is Lt. Chas. Miller,
of Rockwell City. Marine pilot of a dive bomber, Miller played junior college football
for the Dodgers in 1940 and ’41, when he attended school in Fort Dodge . . . Missing
in action is Sgt. Eugene Briggs. He is tail gunner in a heavy bomber.
HOME TOWN BOYS MAKE GOOD. He's been commissioned 2nd Lt. in the
field artillery, Gaylord Bales, at Fort Sill, Oklahoma . . . Wings
and a commission were awarded Dewey F. Edwards, at Hondo, Texas,
March 18th . . . He is now Major Walter L. Hurd, and at 24, the
veteran of hundreds of flying combat hours in the South Pacific. He’s at Fort Bragg,
commander of a troop carrier squadron . . . He’s now T/Sgt. Bill Burnquist,
and is with the 34th division in Italy . . . Bob Lanoit, of Badger,
got his wings and commission at Fort Sumner, N. M., April 15th . . . 1st Lt.
Earl Kuchnast, of Badger, is a member of the famous troop transport
flyers, known as the “Jungle Skippers.” He’s hauled troops in and
out of every hot spot in the South Pacific. His brother, Irving,
is flying a Liberator in India . . . Cited for commendation was Pvt, Robert
E. Johnson, at Buckley Field, Colo. Bob and a fellow, Joe, nailed a
barracks thief who had lifted a number of billfolds . . . He is now Sgt. Ronald
MacKensie, and stationed at Ardmore Army Air Base, Oklahoma . . . They
are now flyers and commissioned officers, Robert O. Highland and
Bruce E. Ramler. Bob is at Victorville, Calif., and Bruce at Phoenix,
Ariz. They graduated in the same class, same day, April 15th, at Williams Field,
Ariz.
WOUNDED IN ACTION for the second time was T/Sgt. Glen Thompson.
The first time, last September; the second time, in He’s with a chemical battalion
in Italy.
EXTRY! EXTRY! “The Saint Louis Blues,” published
at the ‘Naval Air Base at St. Louis, carries swell pictures of Dodgers, Lt.
Commdr. H. C. Kluever and Lt. N. W. Runge—both in
operating room dress, doing their stuff--eyes and teeth. Thank you, Lt.!
EXTRY! EXTRY! EXTRY! Fort Dodge girl makes good! Miss Shirley
Kremier is now a “foot locker” girl—G. I. for pin up. Her photo, and
very
beautiful, appears in the “Randolph Field Rookie,” page 15. Courtesy
of Cpl. Quentin J. L. Parker. And on the very next page is a glamorous
sketch of Sgt. Cora V. Kelly, of Randolph, who was born in Dayton,
Iowa. Her husband, Lawrence D. Kelly, is a Seabee.
NAZI PROPAGANDA. We had heard of the Nip’s “Zero Hour”
and “Tokyo Rose,” and the friendly Nazi broadcasts beamed to Americans
in Italy and North Africa, but we had never heard of the propaganda leaflets,
“The Girl You Left Behind,” until we received two today from John E,
Swartz, who has been bringing in wounded from no man’s land in
Italy. John writes, “Here’s what Jerry shoots at us to lower our morale. We get
a big kick out of it and laugh it off.” You're right, Johnny, the girl you left
behind is still the same sweet gal she always was.
CPL. GEO. ROBESON—Personal. Sounds like a good idea. Come in when
you get back and we’ll talk it over.
DOGGONE, SARG, we owe you an apology. We got Sgt. Elden
Waldschmidt all mixed up with his brother, Ralph, who
is in the Navy, in one of our letters. Funny part of it was, we had Ralph on maneuvers
all over this country. Just one of those slips that pass in the night. Fellows,
we have nothing to offer but apologies. Ralph is on the sea, 8. C. 2/e, and Eldon
is in Halloran Hospital with a bad back.
CONFESSION AND PRAYER. I am one of the worst writers that ever
lived.
I was the teacher’s despair. I couldn’t learn the Palmer method, I have been the
bane of postal clerks and bank tellers. But, Ladies and Gentlemen, I have had my
punishment. I have learned my lesson. Please, in the name of all that’s holy, have
mercy. I don’t want to end my days as blind as Homer or Milton. When you write your
addresses and names, take one extra moment. If necessary, print. We want these letters
to get to you. And Joe, and also Jane, when you get a new address, send it to Y.
L. F. H.
FROM THE FIVE CORNERS OF THE WORLD. Gene C. Johnsen,
S 1/c, Somewhere in North Africa, “The heat’s still on, but the scene has changed
a lot since we hit the Anzio beachhead some time ago. I am not talking about the
houses, which have been blown off the landscape, in this letter—but about the weather.
Every third day is summer now. In between times we get rain. I can tell by the Arabs,
as that’s about the only time they look cleaner. What’s it like on our beachhead?
Frankly, without revealing any secrets—it's often like a night in hell. But there’ll
come a quiet spell, and then a flirtatious tank tagged with the name of “Fertile
Myrtle” will rumble noisily down the road—or someone will drop their helmet accidentally
on the deck—airmen are never false with us and yet they seem to be part of another
world. Winged angels—or devils—depending on whether they’re hitting for or against
you. Speaking of old home week—I ran on to Jim Rhodes (army Lt.)
and John Clinger (navy). We have really had some good chats together
. . . Jim has certainly changed since the last time I saw him back home. Has really
put on the weight, as if army life agrees with him. Clinger is still the lean, but
muscular guy, as he was six years ago, before being a navy regular.”
Bob Hager, AMM 3/c, FPO, New York, “Life goes on much as usual.
I met Marjorie Fortney coming out of a movie the other night. She’s
married and had an ensign in tow. I don’t know her last name now. She was in my
class in high school.” (Thanks, Bob, for “She Sea Gull” .)
Neal V. Irvine, S 1/c, FPO, San Francisco, “I’ve got to visit a
lot of the folks from back home during my stay in Calif. I got to visit with
V. A. Johnston, H. A. Johnston, and D. G. (Skip) Johnston.
We sure did have some good times. Nothing like the ones we used to have in Fort
Dodge.”
Pvt. Catherine Lennon, Parris Island, South Carolina, “Just a card
to let you note the change in my address, Now they got me on an island, with really
only one advantage. Plenty of men and sunshine. It’s really hot here, and between
the mosquitoes and sand flees, I'm nearly nuts. But a Marine never gives in.”
|
Raymond Fallon, S (?), Somewhere in New Guinea. “Yes, here I am
in New Guinea, after a very long, and often very interesting cruise, which took
me through the Panama Canal, across the Equator, and across the International Date
Line. This place is terribly interesting to me because it is so unlike any place
I have been. It’s very warm, very quiet, and very beautiful in scenery, which features
palm trees. coconuts, blue skies, blue water, green foliage, mud, mountains and
insects. We're now going into the rainy season, which promises to be a lulu. The
food here is really excellent. We are, at present, sleeping in Quonset huts, on
cots with mosquito netting canopies. Movies are shown about every night end music
ala recording, entertains us as we stand in line for night chow. You can believe
those stories of Seabee achievement because they're really on the level. These guys
are good. But it’s not only their skill that drives them on, it’s more that it’s
a psychological force, a feeling of getting things done right and done fast by team
work that gives these men satisfaction. This, combined with patriotic feeling is
helping to turn desolation into strong bases for attack.”
Everette W. Johnson
, Sp (W) 2/c, Great Lakes, “One doesn't realize how much news from home means until
he has been away for a while, and I have been away for quite a while now. I think
it is very wonderful that the sponsors of this letter see fit to send Y. L. F. H.
to all of the boys in service. Here at Great Lakes, I am getting a world of experience
in the field of music as I am an assistant director of the Great Lakes Choir, which,
by this time, has become almost world famous through its many broadcasts. We have
both a white and a negro choir up here, with the white choir totaling about 760
voices.”
Dick A, Johnson, in New Guinea, to Larry Geer,
“Larry, you don’t know how “Your Letter From Home” goes over with those of us overseas.
It is ten letters in one and it makes us seem like we're all back on Constantine’s
corner watching everyone go by. The fellow that is on duty with me tonight,
Phil Charette, of Sanford, Maine, has been following the letter all
along and liked it so well that he has sent a couple of issues to his former boss,
in hopes that he will do something about it for the boys in his home town. Ever
so many boys in the Squadron have remarked that it is the best sort of thing they
have seen for ages, and, needless to say, they all wish their home town would do
the same. Al Jensen is here with me in this squadron, and one of
the Hood boys, from Clare, is in the 388th, another squadron in my group. We get
together and talk over the different issues every now and then. Well, Larry, thanks
again for your letter, and a million thanks to you and the other sponsors of Y.
L. F. H., as well as to our scribe, Ed Breen.”
Pfc. Willard Klein, Italy, “I have a small tailor shop for the American
Headquarters Company of Allied Armies in Italy. I like the work very much. I have
a lot of men to care of—officers, as well as enlisted men, as most of them are in
Class A uniform all of the time. Cleaning and pressing is the main job here, although
when we have time we also do some sewing. When a machine is needed, I take the garment
to friends in town, I have two men working with me at present. I own four electric
irons, three of which are going most of the time. One of them I bought in Londonderry,
N. I., one in Algiers, N. A., and the other two here in Italy. It seems that the
further I go the more equipment I acquire. I also have about two hundred and fifty
good strong wooden hangers that I bought about three to four months ago. I feel
sort of proud of my little business, although I can visualize it as much larger
and more complete.”
T/5 John A, Conway, APO, San Francisco, “I haven't been overseas
so very long, but have been in actual combat most of the time. Even though it is
a tough job, and long hours, I have been having a lot of fun. I am afraid the “Nips”
don’t call it fun, but we do, and it is.”
S/Sgt. Ted R. Rule, Fort MacArthur, Calif., “Once again time for
the “Alert,” as well as small world item number (?). Last night in Long Beach, as
I was walking down Ocean Blvd., about eight o’clock, I ran into Quinten Bergen,
who used to be with the Colonial Bakery, in Fort Dodge. He arrived here yesterday.
Been in Newfoundland for quite some time, told me he had just come from Fort Dodge,
so, of course, we had a lot to talk about. We will get together again tonight for
a little conversation on the home town folks. Left home this morning, and the first
person I ran into in uniform was John Lumsden, from Lehigh. Incidentally,
this was the first time I had seen Bergen in over 12 years. He is in the Coast Guard,
and John Lumsden is in the Army. We plan on meeting tonight so
they, too, can meet. You know Long Beach and old home week. Was bowling at the Major
Bowling Alley and had just been tapped on a beautiful hit, when someone in the crowd
called out that only a man from Fort Dodge could be robbed like that in broad daylight.
Looked up and there was one of the Johnson Boys, who had the brick
yard at Kalo. John Bonnell is a frequent visitor at the bowling
alley.” (Ted is now a S/Sgt. Nice goin’, fellow.)
Every time the mail man stopped this week, and he comes three times a day, he had
loads of letters from you—grand letters that make it possible for us to keep you
in touch with each other all over the world. Among them, and not directly acknowledged
elsewhere, were letters and cards from Pvt. Leonard B. Stahl, Italy.
(Thanks, Leonard. We are putting Cpl. Carlberg on the mailing list)
. . . R. D. MacDowell, FPO, New York . . . Pvt. Frank Murphy,
Fresno, Calif . . . Irene Brown, SK 3/c, Philadelphia, Pa. . .
. Edward T. Vaughn, St. Louis, Mo . . . Cpl. Wayne L. Hiatt,
APO, San Fran- cisco . . . S/Sgt. A. Bidstrup, Camp Carson, Colo.
. . . Pvt. Leonard Pearson, APO, San Francisco . . . Sgt, Wesley
Sandell, Camp Ellis, I . . . Pfc. DeWayne Godfrey,
APO, New York, New York . . . Cpl. Swen Newman, El Paso, Texas
. . . Pvt. John L. Martin, Camp Gruber, Okla. . . . Pvt. Clarence
Forslund, Camp Roberts, Calif. . . . Al Haroldson,
SM 1/c, FPO, San Francisco . . . Lt. Kenneth A. Hill, APO, New
York . . . Pvt. Frederick J, Miller, Camp Pickett, Va. . . .
Pfc. Earl J. Rowley, New Guinea . . . Clifford Chantland,
F 2/c, Fort Pierce, Florida . . . Pfc. Lloyd Pohll, Dyersburg,
Tenn. . . . Enfrid E. Linder, S 2/c, Memphis, Tenn., and Arthur
Hoeflin, S 2/c, Great Lakes, Illinois.
The Latin poet said the good days go first. But for the moment we disagree. Our
good days lie ahead. The storm of war over the world must end—and the sun will shine
again. Good luck,
Your home town correspondent,
Ed Breen.
|
|