To: ConorMacNessa; left that other site; MeekMom; BIGLOOK; SandRat; Jet Jaguar; AZamericonnie; LUV W; ..
Camp Clairborne was located near Alexandria, LA. This was about the 3rd week of July 1943. It was a very hot and humid area in a large camp. We were located about seven miles back from the main gate. We were housed in one story tar paper covered barracks, heated with small pot bellied, sheet metal, wood burning stoves. Water put on the wooden floors to scrub them ran through the cracks before you could use a mop. I believe the unit was the 365th Engineers. Everyone in the unit was a Specialist of some sort. They built a new Officers Club there using entirely Engineer Troop Specialists. After picking up cigarette butts for two days I volunteered to drive a truck. Surprise, I actually ended up with a Military Driver's license and drove a truck daily. I would start the day by getting a load of fresh, hot bread from the Bakery, then meet a friend who was hauling milk, butter and eggs. We would slice open a loaf of warm bread, put a cube of butter in it, and, along with a quart of milk, started a nice new day.Not a bad way to start the day. LOL!
99 posted on
03/27/2013 10:26:52 PM PDT by
Kathy in Alaska
(((~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~)))
To: Kathy in Alaska
After picking up cigarette butts for two days I volunteered to drive a truck. Surprise, I actually ended up with a Military Driver's license and drove a truck daily. I would start the day by getting a load of fresh, hot bread from the Bakery, then meet a friend who was hauling milk, butter and eggs. We would slice open a loaf of warm bread, put a cube of butter in it, and, along with a quart of milk, started a nice new day.Your Pop was a smart man.
100 posted on
03/27/2013 10:33:24 PM PDT by
mylife
(The Roar Of The Masses Could Be Farts)
To: Kathy in Alaska
To: Kathy in Alaska
These stories are priceless, Kathy!
103 posted on
03/27/2013 11:39:00 PM PDT by
luvie
(All my heroes wear camos!)
To: Kathy in Alaska
That is a great entry.
Love the ... I would start the day by getting a load of fresh, hot bread from the Bakery, then meet a friend who was hauling milk, butter and eggs. We would slice open a loaf of warm bread, put a cube of butter in it, and, along with a quart of milk, started a nice new day.
120 posted on
03/28/2013 3:59:57 AM PDT by
beachn4fun
(Why are Hispanics being given special treatment?)
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