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I made many interesting trips with Colonel Shaeffer, my boss. He and I would usually get an Interpreter and head out. On this one trip, we drove to Wenshan. The jeep we used, had a broken speedometer, which we needed to measure distances, so we borrowed one from a local unit's Motor Pool. After driving a number of miles, the Colonel asked to drive. After a short time we stopped to take some pictures of a bridge site. After getting out of the jeep, I heard a Chinese yell something and turned to see the jeep headed down the road. I tried to stop it, but just as I touched the wheel the right front tire was over the edge and over she went. It dropped about 15' and landed on its nose. I was hit in the knee by the shovel in the rack on the side. The jeep's frame was twisted along with a few other broken parts.

We lucked out when a GI truck came by very shortly and took us into the next village. Later we flew back to Wenshan, where I went to recover our jeep. The Major wanted to know where his jeep was and when I told him it would be in on the next truck, he blew his cool. I guess he had a point as his jeep only had 500 miles on it. When he stopped for breath, I suggested he save his comments for the Colonel, as he had been the driver. End of discussion.

“End of Discussion”! LOL! Good for your Dad not taking the blame for the dummy at the wheel! :)

Love it! Your dad had a sense of humor.
Thank you for putting me on the ping to his diary..I was going to ask you to.
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