Dave, Neal, Katrina, Bob Fallows. Paul Murray in Rear. January 1945. Siersthal, Lorraine, France.
After Bitche
After Bitche
After Bitche
Radio Section
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Paul, Hal, and I with Radio Jeep. Germany, April 1945.
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Me on VE Day. Reichenbach, Germany. May 8, 1945.
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Langenau
Headquarters Company, 1st Battalion, 399th Infantry Regiment, 100th Infantry Division
David Parr, Vaihingen, Germany. August 15, 1945.
David Parr. Headquarters Company, 1st Battalion, 399th Infantry Regiment, 100th Infantry Division. Viahingen, Germany. 1945.
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Marseille
Stuttgart
Our street, Vaihingen
The "Castle", Vaihingen
Times Square, Vaihingen
OPEC HQ, Vaihingen
Our protector, Vaihingen
That handsome Americanishe guard
Semper Sleepy, Vaihingen
That mean looking Americanishe guard
Calais
Calais
Dave does a shuffle off to Buffalo while the guys wait to get into the latrine. Calais, 1946. PS, How come everyone had their hands in their pockets?
Our air-conditioned home near the Riviera. Calais.
All-pro Parr. Calais staging area.
Would you believe the 3rd sign says "Recruiting Office"? Calais.
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Waiting for a subway
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Christ, my hair is still standing straight and combat had ended months before!
Our crooner, Hal
Note they had the ventilators plugged up. No wonder it smelled so bad below!
The white stuff on the ocean was caused by me, christ was I seasick. I haven't been on anything larger than a rowboat on a lake (small one) since!
That damn sea again!
Passing the Azores
The friendliest lady in the world. Entering New York Harbor.