I'm all dolled up for something here, I can't remember. Its in Goldburghausen probably, where we stayed a few weeks.
I got sick with meningitis in August and was put in a hospital. When I woke up, I learned that they had dropped the bomb while I was sick with fever, and the war had ended.
A replacement and a real operator.
He was a big husky, kind guy and had a way with girls. The war was over, and there wasn't really any animosity, and I think that the German women realized that one way out was through the GI's, as many of the German men had died during the war. It was illegal for us to fraternize, but this broke down after a month or so.
I remember him of being typical of the replacements. They was really young, he seemed like he was 14 or 15 years old and hadn't really gone through what everyone else had. So these guys sometimes had to take care of themselves, and sometimes near the end of the war would get killed and no one would have even known them. They were really inexperienced and had a tough time.
He is a staff sergeant here, with a pretty typical picture of the village we stayed in for a few weeks.