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Showers were never long. After two weeks the troops were tiring of the lack of alcohol and the companionship of the native girls at the bars in Fairbanks. I'm sure having troops restricted to base made that generous decision easier for the brass to make. Friday afternoon, Robert Carleton walked over to my bunk and laid out a plan. He proposed that him, Merle Archie and I should slip off post after dark and make our way to Pauline's bar to check out the chicks and sample Pauline's legendary drinks. Arch was incredibly bright and we had become close friends, having shared one of the partitioned areas in the barracks.
We stepped into the night after 4 or 5 minutes of careful planning without a thought about consequences or the fact that we had no idea where Pauline's actually was. We walked the muddy mile down past the motor pool to the fence at post's edge, 8 feet high topped with barb wire. The plan was to follow perimeter road until the left corner, ducking the MP jeeps on patrol. Turn right then a short hike cross country until we found the paved road Pauline's was supposed be on. A half hour later Carleton yelled "Keep moving I see a light!" We made the light and it was right beside the highway. Carleton let out a yelp and took off running and I was just a step behind him. A small dirt parking lot then a weathered log cabin, stoop shouldered and tired looking, appeared out of the fog as we got closer. He looked at me and pushed the door open. Cigarette smoke filled the small dim room, an overhead light reflected in the mirror behind the small bar. I stood at the left end Carleton was next to me then 3 guys who looked pretty much the same.
She walked over to me, her eyes were the bluest I'd ever seen; something sparkled on her earlobe.
Actually you're supposed to have an incredible selection of the best drinks a soldier, er, I mean a person can find this far north.
Two double sized shot glasses hit the well-worn wooden bar, filled in a smooth, much experienced motion. Carleton was new best friends with the funny talking bearded guy and I was too hammered to move. The fog was still dense, we hadn't really considered the fact that 12 miles out is 12 miles back. We drove for a half hour or so, Carleton had started spouting some kind of gibberish that mocked their accents.
The truck started and they disappeared into the fog. Just as they said we found the railroad track.
Get out of the rack and enjoy this wonderful God given day!” The room was floating in circles in front of me. We've spent a lot of money rescuing their asses after a couple days in the woods.” He shook has head as he now couldn't contain his laughter. The next chapter started bad and only got worse. Robert Carleton and I were never in touch again. Congress, the Secretary of the Navy and President Barack Obama to honor Miller with a Medal of Honor. Without weapons training, Miller, a messman third class, jumped into action when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor on Dec 7, 1941. However, after a nasty and aggressive campaign by male pilots who wanted the WASP jobs during World War II, they were the only wartime unit that was denied military status by Congress and were sent home before the war was over and their job was done.
Because the women were denied military status, the WASP received no insurance or benefits during or after the war, and if a WASP died during training or while on a mission, their families were not allowed to put a service star in the window, nor could the WASP receive a military burial. It wasn’t until the middle of the 1970‘s that they would be recognized as World War II veterans, and it wasn’t until 2010, that the United States government would recognize those women who died during their service and the surviving WASP would receive the congressional gold medal.


We Served Too provides a first hand account from WASP who tell their story and discuss their experiences during the three pivotal periods that make up the WASP history. The $50,000 needed for the trip is raised entirely by the students through sponsorships, grants and fundraisers. Those wishing to find out more can call 517-851-7770, ext. I told them online!!!" Clayton B, CA "You are now my favorite supplier!" Mark S., CA "I'm no hero, just an old marine, but you treat me like one.
So about 20 G-14?s, named Avia S-99 and two G-12?s named CS-99 were produced.There were plans for a large scale production to equip the new Czech air force.
In September 1945 the stock of DB 605 engines was lost in a fire in the factory where they were stored and an alternative powerplant had to be found. The 109 airframe was adapted for the Jumo engine and the first Jumo engined S-199 first flew in March 1947. The S-199 and the two seat trainer CS-199 served for some years with the Czech air force but was soon replaced.In 1948 25 of the S-199 fighters were sold to the new state of Israel where they served during the 1948 war fighting against Egyptian Spitfires!.
Until one day, Kilroy's boss called him into his office.The foreman was upset about all the wages being paid to riveters,and asked him to investigate. As a result, Kilroy's inspection "trademark" was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troop ships the yard produced.His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen.
Before war's end, "Kilroy" had been here, there, and everywhere on the long hauls to Berlin and Tokyo. Servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it Kilroy became the U.S.
Everest, the Statue of Liberty, the underside ofThe Arc de Triomphe, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon. Underwater demolition teams routinelysneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain forComing invasions by U.S. Troops (and thus, presumably, were the first GI's there).On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo!In 1945, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Roosevelt, Stalin,And Churchill at the Potsdam conference. There are numerous exhibits focusing on local military heroes.  National Museum of American Jewish Military History1811 R Street NW, Washington, DC  20009     202-265-6280    Our new permanent exhibit opens on Veterans Day, November 11, 2014! The exhibit will feature historical artifacts from a Revolutionary War rifle to a camouflage kippah designed to honor a casualty of the War in Iraq.
Photos, video, and interactive media will illustrate the full experience of those Jews who have worn the uniform of our country. Wally served in WWII in the United States Marines, 2nd Marine Div, 2nd Bn, 8th Regt, Fox Co.
She said: “Wally if you hang onto this bill, you will never be broke!” So I put it in my billfold, and left December the 12th for San Diego , Ca. Just after dark I stepped outside the barracks into a misty rain, which looked almost like snow as I looked up into the yard lights. During the 2nd or 3rd night a strong storm came up, causing ‘large waves,’ which is uncommon for the Pacific ocean (so we were told). It had been bombed and shelled so much, that they thought there will be little if any resistance—wrong!
The Japanese had built concrete ‘pill boxes,’ and bunkers made of steel and concrete so thick, that the shelling did no damage to them. As we got almost to the beach we started jumping out, and most of  us did not make it because of the machine gunners. About then a couple of large special ‘Higgins’ boats, loaded with Marines, started coming in to help us out. These boats had a ‘ramp” the was lowered at the front, and as the the Marines came running out into ‘waist deep’ water, the were immediately mowed down by the Japs. All we could do was look in horror as some 300 young men died, as they had no place for cover and lost their lives. I dropped to the ground, and just before getting there, I took part of the grenade in my right chest.


I remember looking at the blood coming down my ‘fatigue jacket,’ and thinking: “I hope I don’t die!” I crawled back to where we had started the drive and a corpsman came to me, and bandaged me, and I think he gave me a shot of morphine, and attached a name tag (which I still have) to my ‘dog tags’. This was a much bigger island and I was in the 3rd wave this time, and while the Japs were set up with mortars, etc, once we got past the beach it became a fire fight from time to time. About the 3rd day, we moving forward to take care of a ‘nest of machine gunners.’ I had just moved forward, but one of the guys (Dick) in my squad did not make a move. They did this so it was easier to see any emplacements, with out the corn blocking our view.
Well, the heat from the burning caused ‘sweetness’ to run out of the stalks, and flies fed on it and began multiplying, so much so that in a  few days, in the early morning we could actually hear buzzing as the flies started the day. The flies were so dense that it was impossible to eat a “C or K” ration without having to pick several of them out of the food. Since the island was basically secured by then, we just had to stay up on a cliff over looking the ocean, as they had not had time to set up a tent city for us to move into. While there I looked up Dick’s (see above) dad, and gave him the ring off of my finger, and to my surprise he told me that before Dick had left for the Marines, he bought 2 of the rings, one for him and one for Dick.
Ernie matts a Real War Photo of a specific historical scene along with a certified 'First Day' collectible cover (postage card with cancelled stamp), then adds signed collector's cards by personnel involved in the event. Albrecht"I have a major display of some forty deceased veterans in the post office for 12 days at Memorial Day week and one at Veterans Day for another 35 living veterans. Your photos give the viewers a real look at what was and what we should remember of these honored veterans that give us the freedom we enjoy today." Above are Frank's Memorial Day and Veteran's Day displays at the US Post Office in Reigelsville, PA. RWP sends a special salute and very sincere thanks to Frank for all his 'memory' work on behalf of Veteran families across the U.S. I am the boy with the hammer and the "For Rent" sign, while my brother, walking toward the camera, carries a gas mask. My wingman's F-100D has fuze extenders onthe 500-lb bombs so they would explode three feet above the ground, giving greater blast and shrapnel effects.
Showers were never long.After two weeks the troops were tiring of the lack of alcohol and the companionship of the native girls at the bars in Fairbanks. I'm sure having troops restricted to base made that generous decision easier for the brass to make.Friday afternoon, Robert Carleton walked over to my bunk and laid out a plan.
When Merle cussed he meant business.Later that night we left the barracks by the side door, the fragrance of English Leather thick in the air.
We stepped into the night after 4 or 5 minutes of careful planning without a thought about consequences or the fact that we had no idea where Pauline's actually was. Pitch black night. Carleton let out a yelp and took off running and I was just a step behind him.A small dirt parking lot then a weathered log cabin, stoop shouldered and tired looking, appeared out of the fog as we got closer.
He looked at me and pushed the door open.Cigarette smoke filled the small dim room, an overhead light reflected in the mirror behind the small bar. One occupied.It’s time to make the world safe, for NATO to act as it was formed to do in this global situation…respond to terrorists in unison with might.MAKE NO MISTAKE, THIS IS WAR! These radical extremists number only a few thousand (out of a reported 1 billion Muslims world-wide) but affect us all as potential ‘soft targets’ for their next strike.Clearly identified attacks from these terrorists have gone on since the 1980’s and have significantly increased of late. Turn right then a short hike cross country until we found the paved road Pauline's was supposed be on.
Actually you're supposed to have an incredible selection of the best drinks a soldier, er, I mean a person can find this far north. The fog was still dense, we hadn't really considered the fact that 12 miles out is 12 miles back.



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