My Dad was a 1940 graduate of Bryant College,Prov. RI.
He and a friend enlisted in the service, rather than be drafted.
They went to boot camp together and were lucky to have both been
sent over seas, on the same ship.
My father told me how he and his friend slept outside of the Bursa's office on the high deck on the way across the Atlantic.
He spoke of the fear of sleeping below deck, for fear of torpedoes.
That transport ship was surrounded by destroyers.
Sent to London to be a chief clerk in the Quarter Master Division.
He would say that there was more brass in that office than ????.
Brigadier General, Major Generals, full colonels, ect.
My father did love to tell stories.
He would tell me that he fought the war with a pen and paper!
He spoke of following Patton across Europe. They would order blankets
by the million. He retired as a Master Sargent.
As a skilled typist he wrote 180 letters, 110 V-mails, and 70
letters in covers home to his mother and father!
One letter that came across his desk, he kept the carbon copy in his
file. While visiting The U.S. Army Quartermaster Museum, in Fort Lee Virginia, he saw the original.
When my mother and father went to visit this museum they were told by the guard that it was closed that day. When my Dad told him that he worked for Major General Robert M. Littlejohn, the guard offered them a private tour.
The original letter of this carbon copy below is on display at that museum.
