The Green Berets
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We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, "Taps". It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes.
But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, Iv think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings.
Copyright: Bill Hawksford.
An idle mind is the devil’s workshop and the consequence of placing intelligent people in repetitive jobs and boring environments, challenges their ingenuity to find ways of making it interesting, or …. it up, and sometimes both!
by Bill Hawksford
As a truck driver in the Canal Zone of Egypt in 1948, Billy’s duties involved delivering yeast to the small mobile bakeries in the desert from the garrison at Moascar, which was situated roughly in the middle of the Suez Canal.
GO WEST YOUNG MAN, GO WEST...and so I did!
By Howard A. Ellis
Moreno Valley, Ca.
Way back in the 1800s Horatio Alger told a curious youth inquiring of directions to a future, ‘Go West Young Man, Go West.’ Alger was, of course, speaking of California, the golden west.
Naval Historical Center / Associated Press
USS Indianapolis survivors arrive ashore in Guam in August 1945. After the heavy cruiser was sunk by a Japanese torpedo attack, nearly 900 of its crew drifted in the ocean for five days battling thirst, exposure and ravenous sharks. Only 316 crewmen survived.
Nightmare at sea
By JOHN W. GONZALEZ
Copyright 2005 Houston Chronicle
By Betsy Gilbert
They say that lightning never strikes twice in the same place, but Charles Chambers must have missed class the day that life lesson was being taught. As a young Navy man during World War II, Chambers ship was the first to be hit and sunk in the attack on Pearl Harbor. Less than a year later, his ship was hit and sunk in a pre-dawn sneak attack by the Japanese. Chambers came out of both incidents without a scratch.
Copyright November 11, 2001 by Marion C. Hoffman
This story began in early December 1944, during WWII in England while flying with the 8th Air Force, 91st Bomb Group, 323rd Squadron and ended on June 14, 1945, when I arrived home in Indiana.
With the Christmas holiday season nearing I wanted to send a photo home to my family as a Christmas present, convincing them of my well-being while flying combat missions. It was at a photo shop in Royston, England where this story began.
From Doc Ellis
I served, consecutively (and erratically), in the USArmy Air Force (1942-45), the USArmy (1946-50) and the USAir Force (1950-65) and retired then as a master sergeant...but in ALL that time, I never saw a day of combat and that includes my three years during World War II, two of those years overseas in the ETO.
12 troopers behind each guy IN combat at "the front”