Memories of a World War II Soldier

Joey wrote_

The aide station was nothing more than a large tent with about fourty wounded soldiers lying on canvass litters. It was still dark outside. One small gas lamp lighted the whole tent because of blackout considerations.

Opening my eyes I witnessed a glorious sight.At a table in front of the room sat a beautiful, real live Army Nurse.

She came back to talk to me and to check my head wound. After examining it, she gave me a shot of morphine and that Angel of Mercy said; At daylight we will Air-Vac you out of here. A short Jeep ride to an air- strip got me on a DC-3, rigged to accept litters stacked two high.

To make a long story short; spent six weeks at the Paris General Hospital getting stitched up by a Plastic Surgeon and recuperating enough to fight again.

JOEY_JUNE 2002
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