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GORDON PENWET KILLED IN ACTION

Pvt. Gordon Penwet, 20, member of Company I, was killed in action November 22, 1942, in North Africa, according to a telegram received here late Wednesday afternoon, by his aunt Mrs. Carrie Stone from the War Department in Washington, D.C. 

Young Penwet, had made his home with his aunt, his father who was a Canadian soldier in the first world war having died when he was but two and his mother when he was but four.  He attended the Glenwood Schools being a student in the High School when he enlisted in Company I and went south to Camp Claiborne.

The last letter his aunt had from him was received here December 7th, and mailed from an unidentified address over seas.  Word of his death is the second heard from in the ranks of the local company, the first being that of Frank Bird who was fatally wounded while serving as an advanced guard at the time that the troops entered Algiers, November 7th.

KILLED IN ACTION

Gordon Penwet, 20, of this city member of Company I, 168th Inf., who was killed in action, in North Africa, November 22, 1942 according to information by the War Department received here last week by his aunt, Mrs. Carrie I. Stone.

HASTINGS BOYS REPORTED KILLED IN ACTION

Dr. D.W. Harmon, Home Service chairman, of the Mills County chapter of the American Red Cross, is kept advised of war casualties of this county as fast as  they are released by the war department.  He has received word of three Hastings boys in addition to the two Glenwood boys who have been killed in action.  The Hastings boys are Everett Findley, son of Mrs. Claude D. Findley; Max Johnson, son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles H. Johnson; and Kenneth H. Thomas, son of Mrs. Lydia Moore of Hastings.

Meets Death in the Canal Zone

Mrs. Imo Halliday, supervisor of the Girls' Custodial Building at the Glenwood State School, received a telegram Tuesday telling of the death of her son, Ensign Robert Halliday who was in the Air Corps of the U.S. Naval Reserves stationed in the Panama Canal Zone while on patrol duty.  No particulars were divulged in the death message.  Ensign Halliday was born November 6, 1918 in Hancock, Iowa and  after completing his high school work he attended State Teachers College at Peru, Nebraska where he was graduated and later served as coach and  industrial arts instructor in the high school at Union, Nebraska.  He enlisted June 19, 1941 and took aeronautical training at a field at Corpus Christi, Texas.  He was married May 24, 1942 in Omaha to Miss Phyllis Benson, of Ewing, Nebraska.

First Co. I Boy to Die in Africa

Mr. and Mrs. M.C. Bird of Glenwood received a letter last Friday from Captain Steven Kane, Army Chaplain, telling of the death of their son, Private Frank Bird, who was fatally injured on the day of the attack upon and  surrender of Algiers which is known to have occurred in the latter part of November, although no exact dates are revealed in the letter.

A letter arrived Wednesday from the Army Department in Washington, D.C., confirming the Chaplains letter and stating that Frank died Sunday, November 8, 1942 in a hospital in Algeries.

The name of the cemetery and grave number in which the body was laid to rest is sent the family Chaplain, who pays high tribute to Frank, both as a man and a soldier.

He stated in his letter how in the several days in which he laid in the hospital after having been fatally wounded, he expressed realization of his condition and was reconciled by the fact that he had discharged his duties in a faithful manner.  "We, who knew Frank, miss him keenly, the Chaplain said.

Frank is the first boy who left here with Company I, to be called upon to make his supreme sacrifice in this great conflict.  He had transferred from the Company in October  and was serving with the commandos at the time of his death.

Born March 4, 1920, in Glenwood, Frank was 22 years old at the time of his death.  He attended the Glenwood schools and had been associated with his fathers working in his community until he left with the company in February of 1941, for Claiborne, La.

On August 1st, of that hear he and Miss Edith Chrisinger formerly of this city, but who in recent years has resided in Chicago, were married at Camp Claiborne.  He went with the Company to Camp Dix, New Jersey that fall and sailed with them last spring for Ireland, remaining with the Company until his transfer to the Commandos last fall.

He is survived by his parents, Mr. and Mrs. M.C. Bird; his wife, Mrs. Edith Bird; one sister Mrs. Alice Baucom of Vallejo, California; and three brothers, Arthur and Murl of Glenwood and Pfc. Elvin Bird of Nashville, Indiana.

Purple Heart Sent Frank Bird's Mother

Mrs. Grace Bird has received word that the government has awarded the Purple Heart to her son, Pvt. Frank Bird, who was fatally wounded when the American troops landed at Algiers.  Notification of the award came in the following letter.

I have the honor to inform you that the Purple Heart decoration has been awarded, posthumously , to your son, Private Frank R. Bird, Infantry, who made the supreme sacrifice in defense of his country.

The Purple Heart was originally established by General George Washington at Newburgh, August 7, 1782, during the war of the Revolution.  Out of respect to the military achievements, the decoration was revived by the War Department on February 22, 1942, the two-hundredth anniversary of his birth.  It is awarded to persons who, while serving in any capacity with the Army of the United States, are wounded in action against the enemy of the United States, or are killed in action or who die as a direct result of wounds received in action.

An engraved certificate relating to this award will be forwarded to you at a later date.

The purple heart decoration will be forwarded direct to you by the commanding officer, Philadelphia Quartermaster Depot, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and should be received by you within ten days or two weeks.

Very truly yours,
J.A. Ulio
Major General
The Adjutant General

Tribute Paid to Delmar Wiley by His Lt. Commander

Superior Officer  Pays Tribute to Glenwood Lad Lost in Action August 28, 1942, when Plane Was Attacked

Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert Wiley have, within the week, received a letter from the superior officer of their son, Delmar Wiley, whom the navy have reported as "Missing in Action."

The letter pays tribute Delmar in a manner which should be a matter of pride and some consolation to his family.

Delmar graduated from Glenwood high school with the class of 1940, and enlisted soon thereafter in the U.S. Navy, being with the Pacific fleet when the nation was attacked by Japan.

The letter from Lt. Commander of his squadron C.M. Jett to the family here says:

"By this time you have undoubtedly received word from the Navy department that your son was reported "Missing in Action" when he failed to return from an attack mission on the afternoon of August 24, 1942.

"As commanding officer of the squadron of which he was a member may I extend to you heartfelt sympathy in the name of the name of the entire squadron.  I know you will want further details in regard to him as I possess and am free to give.

"Delmar was one of two rear seat men flying with pilot Machinist Corl, U.S. Navy, on the afternoon of August 24th, while on a search flight for the Japanese taskforce.  Machinist Corl, together with the pilot of another plane of the squadron sighted the force and proceeded to attack it with bombs.  While making his bombing run he was attacked by two Jap fighters.  At that time he broke away from his formation and his plane was not seen again.  There is no visual evidence of his plane having been shot down, but since it failed to return to the ship it is considered that your son is Missing in Action along with the other members of the plane's crew.  We can only hope that in time we may hear good news of them, but the chance of this seems more and more remote with each passing day.

"I knew Delmar well and I with all his shipmates feel his loss keenly.  (Incomplete)

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No Official Report Concerning Lt. Maxwell

Mr. and Mrs. Frank H. Maxwell on Sunday morning received a letter from Sister Stevens, from the British General Hospital No. 95 in North Africa telling them of the death of their son, saying, "He had been with us five days."

As was reported some time ago by this newspaper, Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell had received a letter from their son, Lt. Dean Maxwell, telling them that he had met with an accident, when the motorcycle on which he was riding while on patrol duty, had collided with a truck on a curve at night, in which accident he sustained a broken leg.  He said he was doing nicely and expected to be moved to another hospital further behind the lines soon.

A second letter was received Tuesday addressed to Mr. Maxwell, from the same hospital saying "Your son was brought to us two days before his death, February, 11, suffering from great loss of blood, due to severe gunshot wounds in the leg."

At no time, in either letter has the name of Lt. Maxwell been given.  If this young man who passed away in the hospital over there is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell, how he met with the second injury is not known as no official word of his death has been received.

Killed In Airplane Crash in North Africa

Word has been received here of the death of Quentin Irwin, grandson of the late M.W. Hubbell, who was killed in an airplane accident in North Africa on April 24.

His mother was the former Ethel Hubbell, sister of A.B. and N.R. Hubbell who reside in this community.

Confirm Death of Lieutenant Maxwell

The death of 2nd Lt. Dean Good Maxwell on Feb. 11 in the 95th general hospital, North Africa, was confirmed in a telegram from Adj. Gen. Ulio of the war department Saturday.  As has been mentioned in this newspaper, previously, Lt. Maxwell's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Maxwell of this city had received two letters from authorities at the hospital indicating the death of their son.  Some conflicts in the two accounts, however, had bouyed their hope that the report might be false.

Lt. Maxwell, age 2-, left Glenwood as a private with Co. I of the National Guard.  Subsequently he rose to the rank of sergeant, while quartered with the company in Ireland, he much enjoyed visiting i Londonderry which had been the home of his fathers parents.  A boy of great zest and enthusiasm, Dean yearned for action so left the 168th and enlisted in the British commandos and was trained by them in Scotland.  For "exceptional bravery in action."  he was elevated to a second lieutenancy in the British service.

His parents had learned in a letter from him that he had broken a leg in a motor accident in Africa.  Letters from the hospital indicate his death was party due to gunshot wounds and loss of blood.  The family assumes that this condition arose when he was being evacuated to a more distant hospital.

He graduated from Glenwood high school with the class of 1940 after which he was employed in the Hamilton Clothing Store here in which position he made many friends by the warmth and geniality of his nature.

Besides his parents, he is survived by a sister, Mrs. Wayne Owen, and a nephew, Orin Dean Owen, of Memphis, Tenn., his Irish grandmother, Mrs. Ellen Maxwell of Des Moines, and several uncles and aunts.

 Memorial for Lt. Maxwell

Memorial services for Lt. Dean G. Maxwell, 20, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frank Maxwell of this city, who died February --, 1943, in a hospital in North Africa, as a result of wounds suffered in action, will be held in the Glenwood Methodist church Sunday afternoon, May 24, at 3 o'clock.

The service will be conducted by Rev. H.G. Parker, pastor of the church.

Music for the service will consist of two vocal numbers, "Tranquility" and "The Blessed" Gospel" by Janice and Jessie Rodman, and a "Melody of Hymns" by Ma.---Evelyn Logan, pianist.

Serving as ushers will be Frank Boyle, Hugh LaRue, Rex Prather and Berwyn Hamilton.

The Iowa State Guard, the American Legion and Auxiliary and the Veterans of Foreign Wars and Auxiliary will attend the services in a body.

This service is a tribute of this community to the memory of one of our brave sons who made the supreme sacrifice in behalf of our country's cause.

Community Honors The Memory of Lt. Dean Maxwell

Services Held in Methodist Church Sunday Honoring Memory of Soldier Who Made Supreme Sacrifice.

The Methodist church was filled Sunday afternoon for memorial services for the late Lt. Dean Good Maxwell of the British Commandos, who died in a hospital in Algiers in February from wounds.  The services were conducted by Mr. and Mrs. F.H. Raynor.  The Rev. H.G. Parker spoke from the text, "Young man, I say unto thee, arise."  Two vocal selections were given by the Misses Janice and Jessie Rodman, and favorite hymns of the Maxwell family were played in a medley by Mary Evelyn Logan.

The following life sketch was read at the service:

Dean Good Maxwell, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frank H. Maxwell, was born in Council Bluffs, Iowa, August 30th, 1922.  He lived with his parents in Pacific Junction until he was eight years of age, following which time the family has resided in Glenwood.

Dean attended the public schools, graduating from the  Glenwood High School with the class of 1939.  Being possessed of a splendid physique, and being a lover of athletic activities, Dean found a splendid outlet for his overflowing energies in football and basketball.  During his entire high school course he was employed by the Hamilton Clothing Co., where he worked mornings, evenings and Saturdays.

Five years ago, Dean joined the national guard.  Having been made a sergeant, he went with Company I to Camp Claiborne, and from there to Camp Dix.  He was among those who later went overseas to Ireland.  While quartered with the company in Ireland, Dean very much enjoyed visiting the home of his paternal grandparents, in Londonderry.  Being possessed of a spirit that demanded action, he left the 168th Infantry, and joined the British Commandos, and was trained by them in Scotland.  For "exceptional bravery in action" he was elevated to a second lieutenancy in the British service, the first of January.  He was known by the men under him as "Fighting Maxwell."

It was while serving as a Commando in Africa that Dean was severely injured, and was taken to a hospital on January 20th.  He was in the process of making a good recovery, when he was removed to a second hospital, February 9th, having suffered severe gunshot wounds during the interim, and from which cause he passed away, February 11th, after heroic measures to save his life had failed.

Dean's special nurse, who was in charge of the officers' ward, in a letter to the family, paid splendid tribute to his congenial reaction to the efforts of the hospital staff, to use every known science in his behalf, as well as  paying tribute to his noble spirit and great personal fortitude.  The second confirmation of Dean's spirit and passing, came to the family by certified official correspondence, from the British 95th General hospital in Algiers.

That Dean's splendid qualities should have been so graciously recognized by those who were close to him during his days of heroism and suffering, is to those of us who knew him best, but the normal reaction of appreciative ---.  Dean received Christian baptism during his childhood days, -- the pastorate of the Rev. H. Freedline, and in 1930, he ---the vows of membership in the Glenwood Methodist church --the pastorate of the Rev. F. Arnold.  He attended the Johnay school, and for a number  Sundays was a member of the --taught by Mrs. Clyde classes.

Ensign Dorsie Ivy Killed in Tragic Airplane Accident

Funeral Services to be held Sunday in Congregational Church for Young Mills County Man Killed  In Training

Ensign Dorsie E. Ivy, 25, son of Mr. and Mrs. Orien Ivy of the Pacific Junction community, and Flight Instructor at the Huchinson, Kansas Naval Air station, was fatally injured in an airplane crash at the Field there Wednesday morning.

Ensign Ivy, life long resident of Mills County entered military service less than a year ago and had been stationed at Pensacola, Florida, where he took his basic training in the Navy Air Force and later in Kansas where he was stationed at the time of his tragic death.

He leaves his wife and infant son, Dorsie, Jr., who had been living at Hutchinson, as well as a host of more distant relatives and friends to mourn his passing.

The body was brought with military escort from Kansas to the Raynor Funeral Home here Friday evening.

Military services will be held in the Congregational Church Sunday at 2:30 p.m. with Dr. F.W. Long, officiating.

Interment with full military rites will be in the Glenwood Cemetery.

Lt. C.R. Buffington Killed In Plane Crash on Sunday

Son of Mr. and Mrs. Rollin Buffington met tragic death at Camp Pickett, Virginia

Lt. Charles Rollin Buffington III, son of Mr. and Mrs. Rollin Buffington, was killed in a plane crash Sunday at Camp Pickett, Virginia where he was stationed as a flying artillery officer, flying observer planes.  It is understood that he and his captain were in the air at the time of the accident.  The plane, which went out of control hurtled to the ground.  Lt. Buffington was killed instantly and the Captain died within two hours.  The body was brought to Glenwood accompanied by Lt. Karl Petray of Haines City, Florida who had been a personal friend of Lt. Buffington at Camp Pickett.  He served as the customary military escort.

It was taken to the James Funeral Home and funeral services were held this Thursday afternoon in the Methodist Church.  The service was conducted by the pastor, Rev. H.G. Parker.

Music for the service consisted of vocal selections by Mary Evelyn Logan, accompanied at the piano by Phoebe McCoy.

Serving as ushers were L.T. Genung and Bert Wheeler.

Those in charge of the floral offerings were Mrs. F.M. McCluskey, Mrs. K.R. Cook, Mrs. J.C. Mickelwait, Mrs. John Wright, Mrs. D.D. Wheeler, Mrs. L.A. Hollings and, Mrs. L.C. Dean, and Mrs. Henry Dean.

Those serving as pallbearers were Paul Griffith, James Griffith, James Griffith, Hugh Milledge, David Buffington, Robert Buffington and Jack Buffington.

Lt. Buffington was born September 26, 1919 in Boise, Idaho and came to Glenwood with his parents when he was a small boy.  He was graduated from Glenwood high school in 1936, attended the University of Idaho for one year and then enrolled at Ames, from which he was graduated in June, 1942.  In his last year of college, he took advanced military training and went directly into service after his graduation.  He was a member of Beta Theta Pi fraternity and Scabbard and Blade honorary military society at Ames.

He is survived by his parents, one brother, Lt. Laurence B. Buffington at Camp McCain, Mississippi and one sister, Miss Prudence Buffington, a student at Ames. His paternal grandfather, C.R. Buffington and a large number of other relatives and friends also reside in this community.

His untimely death is another one of the tragedies of war.

The body was laid to rest with full military honors in the Glenwood Cemetery.
 

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Park Boys Write of Soldier's Life in North Ireland

Cars Size of Nimic's Bantam Made By Ford and Bicycles Traverse One-Way Lanes Twilight Last Till Midnight

The Tom Parks family recently received a pack of letters from the boys Burl, Henry and Virgil who are with the American troops in North Ireland.

Henry wrote five letters and Burl three. Virgil, they explained, was on military police duty with "Corky" Twaddle in a nearby town.  Burl, in a postscript, admonished the family not to worry if they didn't hear from Virgil as he was all right but that it "just isn't within his power to manipulate his pen over a piece of paper."

Henry, in his letter, postmarked June 11, sounds a warning which should be observed by all who are writing to the boys, saying, "Don't write on the back of paper because your letters have to be censored, and might have to be cut out.  None of mine have been cut yet but some of the boys' letters one can hardly read.  Leave your return address one inch from the edge of the envelope.  They cut the end off of it to open it."

Burl's first letter was postmarked May 5. It had been written on the boat going across.  He announced that he had been made sergeant and said he was having "one heck of a time trying to sew the stripes on," not being used to the rolling of the boat.  He related having made the acquaintance of an Australian on board whose brogue was quite like the English he had met and that he had told him the climate in Australia was the same as that in the United States with the exception that in Australia one goes north to a warmer climate and south to a cooler one.  He said his friend had given some Australian cigarettes which were put up shorter and not so big around.  The tobacco he said, was finer cut, but tasted much like the American cigarette.  Cigarettes, he said were selling on the boat at 7 cents per pack, but that matches were scarce.

His next letter was postmarked May 24 and was written after he had been in Ireland two weeks.  The climate he described was different from here at home.  The bicycle, he said was the best means of travel.  In fact, he said, it was either that or walk.  The few automobiles seen, he described as "about the size of Nimic's bantam and made by Ford." The roads, he wrote, are very narrow and all one way travel except on the most prominent thoroughfares.  He remarked that he would liked to have sent a graduation gift to his brother Bob and sister Dixie, member of this year's graduating class of Glenwood High School but that gifts were hard to find there because so many things were rationed.

He said they were rationed to five  packs of cigarettes a week and one bar of soap a month.  These he said, they get at the army canteen and are American made.

He doesn't seem to be impressed with the Irish girls as he says that the song about "Irish eyes are laughing" leaves one with the wrong impression concerning Irish feminine beauty.

His third letter was postmarked June 11 and in this he refers to the fact that Dick Honig had been transferred to a unit of the United States Army, saying "I sure hated to see him go because in my estimation he was the best sergeant in the company.  But that's what he wanted."

He further wrote, "It's really beautiful here where we are stationed.  There's a big lake just about a stone's throw from my door and the fish are pretty thick there."

"I went to Belfast the other day," he says, "and had dinner at the best hotel in that city, but it wasn't any better than Herndons."

He says, "It is difficult to get enough sleep over here as the sun doesn't go down until nine o'clock and it doesn't get dark until about midnight."

In a letter postmarked May 23, which was written on the boat going across Henry said, "I do not have to do any cooking now so I'm getting a little rest.  They are feeding nearly 8,000 men on this ship.  I have been from one end of it to the other and it certainly is a sight."

The voyage, he reported, was being made under ideal conditions with the sea calm.

In his next letter, he tells of their having docked at Belfast and that the driver of the bus which they took, drove on the left side of the road which he had a hard time to reconcile as proper.  "They call barracks over here "billets" he wrote, saying further that "the trains are about as big as hayracks and look like them too, with wheels about the same size."

He wrote next on May 26 saying, "We went to Belfast last week.  Everything is horse and buggy.  You can't buy anything around here, not even a meal.  Fish and chips is all you can buy to eat.  Having a time learning this money system. Pounds and shillings is what we are paid in now."  He further tells that he is instructing groups of the boys on how to cook, conducting three hour classes four days out of the week.

Parks Sends Copy For Column "I's Left"

24 December, 1942
North Africa

Dear Wayne:

This is the I's Right talking--We're practically all still alive and kicking with few complaints.  The old company is gradually losing contact with each other and as a result of this a subject was brought up in one of gab sessions the other day and we decided we would write to you and send you a list of the boys that are left and call the column "I's Left."  On looking at the roster we find that there are exactly 45 of the fellows who left Glenwood with us on Feb. 10, 1941.  These fellows are actually with us right now.  There are 16 that are still carried on the roster but they are on duty with other organizations.  Following you will find a list of the names of these men and where they are:

With Co. "I" Now

Verris C. Hubbell, Robert E. Honig, William C. Lugsch, Harold F. Slaughter, Thomas D. Vandershule, Edwin L. Barkus, Ross B. Garrett, Blaine C. Hayes, Alvey A. Hostetter, Donald T. Kirkendall (C.B.), Earl H. Krecklow, Raymond H. Mintle, Kenneth W. Myers, Burl A. Parks, Leonard W. Bateman, Joe L. Dawson, John A. Bailey, Artie C. Evans, Guy Hunter, Verle A. Johnson, Orville L. Krecklow, Shirley D. Mayberry, John L. Rasmussen, James B. Surber, Abe W. Thomas, Wilmer J.C. Jens, Henry M. Parks, Carl E. Bateman, Ross E. Boyce, Dale Boyd, Warren W. Clites, Paul L. Devers, Wally G. Elizondo, Lester A. Haynie, Joseph F. Kelly, Arnold A. Kelso, Shirley J. Meredith, Virgil W. Parks, Franklin B. Shuffler, Hubert D. Stone, Lawrence D. Turner, Ben C. Twaddle, Noah B. Hunt, Walter A. Marshall, Earl N. Trimmer.

The following men are carried on the roster but are not with the company.  They are doing special duty with other troops:

Everett W. Kisby, Jim O. Evans, James F. Gearhart, Harold E. Kidwell, Delbert F. Leet, Dean G. Maxwell, Gerald L. Flinn, Neal H. Dusenberry, Robert B. Harris, Donel L. Hartley, Gerald J. Mosier, Miles G. Reazer, James W. Trimmer, William J. Edmonds, Donald A. Gamble, Donald E. Strand.

We received air mail yesterday for the first time in several months and it was really a treat for us.  It was the best Xmas present we could have gotten.  It was not only the first air mail but the first letters we had received.

Our Christmas won't go so badly-right now the cooks are preparing turkey for our dinner and the orderly room has taken on a Christmas appearance.  We all threw in 100 francs a piece and bought the turkey so it better be good.  It sure beats our Thanksgiving dinner which consisted of stew.

Miles Reazer who has been on special duty with other troops sent a message to Sgt. Hubbell the other day.  He's in a nearby hospital so we expect him back with the company soon.  Jim Evans is in the 135th Infantry--we have seen him too. But to top it all off Hod drops in on us yesterday fresh from England.  He's a full fledged war correspondent now so I suppose he'll give us all the inside dope.

We realize this won't reach you before Christmas but we are taking this late opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

We're signing off now,
The boys of Company "I".

Robert Parks Writes High School Principle

Mr. Bryan, principle of the Glenwood High  School is in receipt of a letter from Robert Parks, son of Mr. and Mrs. T.B. Parks, who just recently left for service in the Merchant Marines.  "Bob" who is stationed in training at Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn New York, says.

"Dear Mr. Bryan:  How's the scholastic world treating you?  I'm doing fine, in fact I've put on eight pounds.  They keep it pretty well worked into a fellow.

This morning when we went out on the Bay, it really turned out to be fun.  The wind was blowing, the water plenty rough.  The boat tossed so that I could hardly sit still.  On top of that it has been raining since Sunday nite and it is still at it.

We have been having very extensive training schedule.  What I mean by that is they give us a little of everything, such as gunnery, life boats, life saving, first aid, boat equipment, swimming and, Oh yes, we got a week of KP, 14 hours a day.  They really try to make men out of us.  Do you think their is much chance?  We take a test next Friday in Lifeboats.  We must pass that before we can go any further.  It may turn out to be pretty complicated.

We have our own shows right here on the base and they have good shows also.

Herb (Honig) and I went to Washington over Christmas vacation.  We got four days off.  We saw all the important places in D.C., and some of them were really interesting to see.  We saw the Capitol, House of Representatives, Senate House, Lincoln's Monument, White House, and quite a number of places.  It was all new to me as you can understand that it was all very exciting.

Our barracks are pretty nice .  We have all modern shower rooms and such as that.  The steel bunks are the only thing I don't especially care for.

If there are any of your pupils that are thinking of enlisting you can tell them that I can recommend This branch.  I'll see you after the war."

Robert's address is: Robert L. Parks, AS., U.S.M.S., Sheepshead Bay,Brooklyn, New York Section 212

THREE PARKS BOYS TOGETHER IN ALGIERS

Mr. and Mrs. T.B. Parks are in receipt of a letter from their son Sgt. Burl Parks, a member of Company I, who is "somewhere in Africa."  The letter sent air mail was written November 23, and received here on January 13, in which he says:

"Dear Folks:  I have written you one letter since I have been here but there must have been some military information in there, as I got it back.  I'll keep on trying until I do get one through.

"We are now in Algeria and I have seen a little action but nothing to crow about.  I suppose you have heard more on the radio than I can tell you.

The city of Algiers is the most beautiful city I have ever been in.  I can never describe it to you, but will try and get hold of some postcards and send to you.  There  are many Arabs and French here.  The weather, so they tell me, is identical with California.  There are oranges and tangerines galore.  The country is literally covered with vineyards so you readily see they have a great supply of wine.  That seems to be Leonards (Bateman) chief for the country.  We have not only seen Algiers but also Scotland, England, Ireland and many of the main cities of those countries.  Have been in Belfast, Glasgow, Liverpool and Algiers.  Of all these cities Algiers is the most beautiful, but Glasgow was the best reminder of the good old U.S.A.  I had my picture taken in Glasgow--the one I sent to you and hope you have it by now.

My only wish is that you folks could be with me and share the sights only under different circumstances.  As yet I haven's sent but one souvenir.  I'll try to send more from each country we enter.  Keep them all so I can have them as reminders when I get home.

Please don't worry about us because the three of us are all together yet and all well and happy Hank (Henry) is doing all of the company cooking as Leonard (Bateman) is in the hospital, nothing serious, only a bad cold.  He'll be back in a day or two.

There are many things I cannot mention now but when I get home I'll sure have a lot to tell you.  From all the reports things look very favorable for us, don't they?

In case it slipped your mind I was 21 the 18th of November, but I don't feel a bit older.  It was 2 days after we landed.  Several bullets whizzed past me, but none touched me.

Hank is getting to be a good cook, Mom, so maybe he can change off with you when he gets home.  I think every man in the company is a friend of his.  So long, your loving son, Burl."

MRS. KIER RECEIVES LETTERS FROM SOLDIERS

Mrs. H.I. Kier reports a letter received from "Hank" ----written May 2 from North Africa, in which he says his brother, Virgil Parks is there with him.  He also said that all the Glenwood boys he knows about, are all fine.  She has also received another letter from Kenneth Killmon who is now at Fort Lewis, Washington.  His address is Md. 383 Infantry APO 96.  This camp is about ---miles from Mount Rainier,---says it is a beautiful country--very cold now.

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"HANK" PARKS WRITES OF LIFE IN AFRICA

Mr. and Mrs. T.B. Parks, are in receipt of a letter from their son, Cpl. Henry Parks, who is with Co. I in North Africa.  The letter which was written March 15, says in part, "I suppose that you know by now that Virgil is back with us after his stay in the hospital and is now a Sergeant, or will be as soon as his papers can get here."

He further says "Everything is ack here it was a month ago.  Haven't been able to locate Burl, have about give up trying.  (Burl) is the brother who reported to be Missing in Action.)  We have seen a lot of Africa in the past few weeks, I didn't know that an Army could move so fast.  We have covered more mountains and deserts than I thought was in the world.  We hit one sandstorm, that nearly cut my face off."

"I guess luck is still riding with me.  I've had enough close calls to kill a cat with sixteen lives, but I'm still 'fit as a fiddle' yet.  Guess I had better knock on wood before ''Jerry' sets one of his perforating machines at me."

"I understand that the World Herald had some pictures of the work that we have fixed up for Hitler.  You know that we have a scrap drive over here too, sending it to Hitler, by air of course.  We have a few machines over here and have it fixed up so that when it gets there it is divided up among his army."

"I was called back to take care of the kitchen, so haven's seen the outfit for a few days."

"HANK" PARKS HINTS OF ITALIAN INVASION

In two letters received here this week from "Hank" Parks, one of the cooks with Company I in North Africa, he says, "Finally found some stationery.  All was sent me went up in smoke along with my other things, but guess I shouldn't kick, as I am lucky it wasn't me."

And after that the letter had been censored.

In the other letter he says, "If you see Sam at the Kandy Kitchen, tell him that I might see some of his folks in the next few months."  This reference is to Sam Garbarino, whose folks live in Italy.

HENRY PARKS WRITES FROM NORTH AFRICA

Mrs. Eva Kier of this city, is in receipt of  a letter from Henry Parks who is with Company I, 168th Infantry  in North Africa.  In his letter, which was written April 9, he says, "It sure gets hot in the daytime here but we need a coat at night.  My job is mostly at night and I can't even smoke a cigarette.  Virgil (his brother) is still with me.  I suppose you have heard about Burl by now and some of the rest of the boys but I guess that's what they sent us over here for.  The law of average is bound to catch up with some of us.

"We have been getting cigarettes and food.  Not the best but we can get by with them"

He also says that there are rumors that the boys might get to come back to the States when the North African campaign is over, but that he doesn't expect --.

TEACHERS-HELMET FROM AFRICA

The Mills County Council of Teachers had a dinner meeting Wednesday night in the home of Mrs. A.P. Myers.  Miss Lois Sayler announced a program which included: Flute solo-Dorothy June Scott; Vocal solo-Mrs. Margaret Lindall Hull.

A symposium from the Social Science Department of Glenwood High School, with Miss Mildred Surface in charge.  Pupils participating were Norma Jean Lipsett, who gave developments in the Pacific battle front; Martin Roll, who discussed the Russian front; Rhuel Parks, who had for his subject, the African front.  Incidentally, Rhuel displayed the helmet of a German aviator which had been picked up by one of his brothers who took part in the capture of Algiers.   Ella Mae Honig, who recently took a trip with her mother to Washington and New York, gave her impressions.

Miss Sayler announced the following officers for the Council in the coming year; President, Mary Adeline Buffington, Malvern; Vice President, Della Holtz, Glenwood; Secretary, Dorothy Sieck, Silver City; Treasurer, Dorothy Henderson, Malvern.

BOB PARKS SPENDS FURLOUGH HERE

Mr. & Mrs. T.B. Parks are enjoying a visit with their son, Robert, who is on leave from the Maritime service.  Bob, who is a Steward, second class, has just recently returned from convoy duty, which took him to the coast of Northern Africa.  While at the African port he tried, without success, to locate his three brothers, who were stationed in North Africa.  It was only on his return to the states that he learned his brother, Burl, had been reported a prisoner of the Germans.

BOB PARKS VISITS WITH HOME FOLKS

Bob Parks, member of the United States Merchant Marine, is spending a 14-day furlough with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. T.B. Parks and family.  Bob's travels in the Marine Corps have taken him many interesting places and he recently returned from a trip on which he touched the shores of North Africa.

BURL PARKS WRITES FROM PRISON CAMP

Asks Parents To Send Can Opener, Candy, Cigarettes and Whet Stone to Him in German Camp.  Was taken Prison on Feb. 17th.

Mr. and Mrs. Tom Parks are in receipt of a letter from their son, Burl Parks, member of Company I, who is a prisoner of the Germans telling that he is O.K. and that their main worry is about their other sons, Hank and Virgil, also members of Company I, but who were not captured when the other members of the company were in February of this year.

This letter which was written from a prison camp in Germany dated on March 19th:

Hope you haven't been too worried about what had happened to me.  I was captured by the Germans on the 17th day of February and this is the first chance I've had to write but from now on I'll write regularly about two times monthly.  As far as I know Hank is O.K.  and not in my predicament and Virgil is with Hank so I was the only one of the three captures.  I am O.K. and have nothing to do but sit around and smoke so consequently I'll need plenty of Cigarettes.  The Red Cross will send you a pamphlet  telling you what else to send and when you can send it, so read it carefully.  Practically the whole company is here so I am among friends.  Please don't worry about me because when I say I'm O.K. that's just what I mean.  I could use a can opener and a whet stone and I can use some candy too.  Remember this, Hank and Virg are your only worries now.  I've seen my action and I'll tell you about it some day.

All my love,
Burl.

SGT BURL PARKS WRITES FROM PRISON CAMP

Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Parks are in receipt of the following letter from their son Sgt. Burl Parks  who is a German prisoner, written July 25 in which he says, Dear Folks:  Mail is still straggling in but I have still not received any.  Howard Mintle who is my bunk mate has received 2 letters, one from his wife and one from his folks, so I do know the general run of things at Glenwood but I would like to hear how my own family is making out and how Virgil, Hank and Bob are making it.  It is my belief that Virgil and Hank are in the thick of it at Sicily.  Sorry to hear about Red Maxwell but glad to hear about Delmar Wiley, he graduated with my class.  They are going to start several study classes here and I am going to brush up on my bookkeeping and also study Spanish.  If my memory is correct Rhuel should be a Senior next year shouldn't he?  Time flies, I'm expecting mail most any day now but sure wish it would hurry.  Have a present for Dad if I get home with it and I think I will.  Tell everyone Hello, and that I am O.K. and safer than most of the fellows.  Goodbye and Good luck, be seeing you.  Lots of Love,

Your son Burl.

EXTRACT FROM LETTERS RECEIVED BY PARKS FAMILY

The Thomas Parks family are in receipt of several recent letters from their son Hank who is in the service somewhere in Italy.  In one written, January 8, he says in part, Neal Dusenberry is a prisoner of war now along with one or two others of the old gang.  He is a boy Glenwood people should be proud of as he no doubt knew what was going to happen to him.  He was trying to get some of the boys out of a trap and not enough men would go with him, so he was outnumbered.  He has done more than any other man in our outfit, and without a growl out of him.  He had told me he did not think he would come back out of this battle.

General Clark has done more for us than anybody yet, got us a new rest camp in Naples that is really nice.  Have not seen it yet but expect to soon.  Better hurry this up as I have a 20 mile mountain trip to make tonight, must get my overcoat as 10 below is too much for a field jacket.  Virgil is still in the hospital and getting along fine.

In another letter written, January 12, he says in part "I received your package.  The candy sure hit the spot.  We ate it like a bunch of hogs,  Saw Kisby last night, he is fine.  Is really making a good First Sargent.  He has the boys under control.  Have not heard anymore from Dusenberry.  Hope he is O.K.  I miss him as much as I did Burl.  He was sure a good pal.

This country is, or was, a pretty country.  Beautiful mountain roads and valleys, olive  groves everywhere which are still green.  Most of these old towns, hundreds of years old are bombed and shelled to the ground.  Some of the people are trying to live in them but have a hard row to hold.  They have very little to wear or eat, you can get your washing done for a loaf of bread.  I am still  taking pictures.  Have many I will greatly prize if I ever get them home.  I am in the best of health.

In a letter written to his sister he says, "We are fighting up in the mountains and I carry supplies up to the boys on my back and sometimes it takes us all night to do it.  One night the Germans shot a big gun at us and the shell bursted right in front of us throwing dirt all over us, but no one was hurt.  We have a good trail now, so we put the supplies on a mule back and let him carry them up the mountains for us.

Carl Bateman is in the hospital, he hurt his head a long time ago and it will take him a longtime to get well.  I saw a little Italian girl yesterday who was wearing an army shirt for a dress and had no shoes.  I gave her a piece of my candy and she went away happy.  When I get home we will have a party for your schoolmates and tell them about Italy, Africa, Ireland and Scotland, all about the way they live, what they wear and ear and you can show them the pictures I have taken.  Tell all your little friends Hello and that I'll see them after the War."

Your brother,
Henry

HANK PARKS WRITES HIS SISTERS HERE

Hank Parks who is somewhere in Italy writes interesting letters to his sisters under the date of December 16, from which we print extracts.

"How are you?  I am fine, I am working today, Virgil is in the hospital now, he got shot in his hand.  It went between two fingers on his right hand but did not break the fingers.  We have a little boy about your size who comes here every day when we are eating and he will take everything we boys do not eat.  He puts it in a little basket and takes it home and his little brothers and sisters will eat it because that is all they have to eat.  Will see you after the war. 

Your brother,
Hank

Under the same date he writes another sister the following, "Am out of the hospital now and feeling fine.  Virgil is in the hospital and I never get to see him.  Did not see him for three months.  I saw a little Italian girl who had no shoes at all and an old ragged dress and no coat.  How would you like to be over here where you couldn't get a coat or any new dresses?  Will write you more about the little children over here and will see you after the war.

Our loving brother,
Hank

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GLENWOOD BOY FIGHTING IN FRANCE

Richard Paul Honig, son of Mrs. Myrtle Honig of this city, is believed to have been with Company E, Rogers Rangers which figured conspicuously in the raid carried out on Dieppe, France Wednesday.  "Dick", as he was known here, left Glenwood with Company I.  He was serving as Staff Sergeant in the Company last April when he asked to be transferred to Rogers Rangers, a volunteer organization of expert fighters and had risen to the position of top sergeant in Company E of that Battalion.

They withdrew after an all day attack having advanced 64 miles beyond the English channel into France and canopied by allied fighting planes, they destroyed a six-gun shore artillery battery, an ammunition dump, an anti-aircraft battery and a radio location station.

Sgt. Honig comes from a family of fighters.  He has an uncle, Major Herbert G. Honig who is stationed at Camp Haan, California.  His brother, Robert E., better known here as "Sully" also  a member of Company I in Ireland was advanced to Staff Sergeant when Dick volunteered for this special service in the Rangers division.

His older brother, Roy, is in a Junior officer's training school in Des Moines and a younger brother, Herbert, who is now employed in a defense plant a Mead, Nebraska, is a candidate for cadet's training at Iowa State College this fall.  One sister, Hertha is employed under civil service in the War Department in Washington, D.C. this summer, where she worked in an army canteen and is now participating in Red Cross first aid and air warden work here.

The last letter Mrs. Honig had from Dick was received here August 17 and was written from somewhere in Scotland.  While naturally concerned over his safety, his mother is justifiably proud of his record and of his courage in volunteering for this service which is the first thrust of United States' strength to be felt by the Germans in occupied territory.

DICK HONIG NOT HEARD FROM SINCE DIEPPE RAID

Mrs. Myrtle Honig recently received a communication from her son, Richard, of the American Rangers, which was written six days before the raid of Dieppe.  In this letter he gave his address as First Base, which is the third address he has had since he joined the Ranger in April.  No word has come from Dick since the raid, and his brother, Robert (Sully) writing to his wife in a letter which she received Wednesday, said that he also had no information about his brother.

DONALD KEITH HOPP COMPLETES PRIMARY TRAINING

Cadet Donald Keith Hopp, son of Mr. and Mrs. Leo Hopp, who is enlisted in the U.S. Air Corps, writes from his Texas location asking to have his copy of the paper sent to him at Brady, Tex.  He states that he has graduated from his primary course at Stamford and that he is going on to his basic training.  He says, "I like it fine and have in 60 hours of flying time, of which about one-half is solo time."

RICHARD HONIG HEARD FROM AFTER RAID ON FRANCE

Sgt. Richard Honig of the First Rangers Battalion has contacted his family thus relieving them of much suspense as to what might have been his fate.  The communications sent to his brother, Roy, and sister, Hertha, neither of whom are in Glenwood, were dated 6 p.m., Aug. 20, the day after the raid of Dieppe, and they in turn called their mother, Mrs. Myrtle Honig, by phone immediately and relayed the cheering news.  In one communication, he said he was ill, but not dangerously so, and in the other he said he just wanted to report he is on the map and added that he presumed they would know now what the Rangers are capable of doing.

KENNETH WHITNEY NOW AT FORT LAWTON, WASH.

Dr. and Mrs. A. Homer Whitney received the following telegram Sunday evening from their son, Kenneth Whitney.  "Arrived safely in Seattle yesterday.  My address is Company A, Fort Lawton, Washington."

Kenneth has been stationed at Dutch Harbor, Aleution Islands, since the first of the year.

Recent letters received from him mentioned nothing indicated any change.  His parents are rejoicing over his being back in the States, as are also his friends.

KENNETH WHITNEY EXPECTED HOME ON LEAVE

Dr. and Mrs. A. Homer Whitney have received word from their son, Kenneth Whitney, who was recently transferred from their son, Kenneth Whitney, who was recently transferred from the Aleutian Islands to Fort Lawton, Wash., that he had been granted a two weeks furlough and expects to arrive home this Monday evening.

Mrs. A. Homer Whitney and son, Kenneth Whitney, who is home on a ten day furlough from Fort Lewis, Wash., went to Narka, Kans., Friday for a weekend visit at the home of her parents, Mr. and Mrs. J.W. Kniffen.  Dr. Whitney joined them Saturday night and they all returned to Glenwood Sunday night.

KENNETH WHITNEY TELLS OF LIFE IN ALEUTIAN ISLANDS

Glenwood Boy Home on Furlough Relates Story of Jap Bombing of Dutch Harbor--Americans Victorious

Pvt. Kenneth Whitney, son of Dr. and Mrs. A. Homer Whitney,  is home on a short leave and will return to service at Ft. Lewis, Wash., on Aug. 2.  Pvt. Whitney, who is being transferred from the infantry to military police duty in the interior of the U.S., has just returned from several months with his battalion in the Aleutian Islands and tells many experiences.  He was stationed on Umnak Island, about 60 miles west of Dutch Harbor.  He relates a story of an old Greek who had lived many years at Dutch Harbor but showed up on Umnak a day or so after the bombing there with the laconic explanation, "Too much boom, boom."

About the time of the Japanese assault on Dutch Harbor, three Jap planes cruised over Umnak, presumably unaware of troops located there.  Some American planes in the air opened machine gun fire, and one enemy plane vanished in the sea while the other two hurriedly climbed higher and fled.  A few days later fighter planes returned to continue the combat which ended victoriously for the American airmen.

Pvt. Whitney says there are no trees in the Aleutians he saw and most of the islands are small.  Umnak is 80 by 20 miles.  Authorities claim, he says, that they are probably the newest-made land on the globe.  Harbors are not available on many of them, so troops are unloaded from transports at such points as Dutch Harbor and then are carried on barges to their ultimate locations.  The climate on the island, he says, is damp and a piercing wind blows continuously off the Bering Sea.

Questioned as to why the Aleutians are regarded as so strategic in the present war, he replied that the Japanese regard them as a dagger directed toward them while they remain in American possession.  The west-most island, he pointed out, is west of Honolulu.  They are important as air bases for either the U.S. or Japan and may be considered by the Japanese as points from which to conduct an invasion.

Pvt. Whitney, before entering the army, was a law student at the University of Iowa.

MESSINGER SENDS SNAPSHOTS OF KING AND QUEEN

Mrs. Faye Messinger on Wednesday received a letter from her son, Jack, who is with the 205th Military Police Company.  The letter was written August 24, and he mentions just receiving the July 2 issues of the Opinion Tribune, indicating the mail going over there is slower than the mail coming this way.

He enclosed five snapshots which he had taken, one showing the King and Queen, taken upon their visit with the American troops.  Another snap shot shows the group of women in uniform, members of the Women's Auxiliary Air Force, and another labeled "Home" which shows the interior of his living quarters.

He indicates that he is now in Scotland and remarks "Well, there's nothing new here that I can write, but you will soon find that the "old gang" moved out, you might hear from them before you get this, but I sorta' doubt it.  It might relieve some of the folks at home if they don't hear from them for awhile.  I would have liked to have seen Earl before he left, we were pretty good buddies, now look at the three of us who used to run together:  Larry in the Air Corps, me in the M.P. and Ear, God knows where.

By the "old gang" he evidently refers to Co. I and Earl, refers to Earl Krecklow, and Larry refers to Lawrence Pease.

HAROLD HARLESS IN ARMY TRAINING SCHOOL

Harold C. Harless, son of Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Harless of near Bartlett, accompanied by his wife and son went to Erving, Texas, last January where he secured employment in a defense industry nearby at Grand Prairie.  On June 11, he was inducted into military service and sent to Camp Walters, Texas, where he took examination for entrance into a mechanic's school at Sheppard Field, Texas.  He was the only one out of a class of 100 who passed the entrance test.  His course of instruction there will require about six weeks of intensive training after which he will be an air force mechanic.  His address is Pvt. H.C. Harless, 404h Tech. School Squad (sp), Sheppard Field, Texas, Barracks No. 387.

FAYE DYKE ADVANCED TO FIRST CLASS PRIVATE

Promotion of Private Faye L. Dyke of Glenwood to the grade of private first class has been announced by headquarters of the Oklahoma City Air Depot.

Private Dyke has been sent to Braniff Airways, Love Field, Dallas, Texas, for a five-week course of instruction in engine overhaul.

Dyke was employed by J.A. Carlson Construction Company before entering the army and has been stationed at Oklahoma City since August.  His wife, Mrs. Catherine Dyke, lives here in Glenwood.

GLENWOOD BOY IN IRELAND HOSPITAL

Jack Messinger, who recently wrote his mother, Mrs. Faye Messinger of his safe arrival in Ireland, has sent another letter dated April 20th, in which he stated that he was in an American hospital in Ireland where he probably will undergo a minor operation for the removal of a bone above his eye.  As will be well remembered here, Jack, member of Company I, was in an auto accident on the eve the departure of Company I for Camp Claiborne in which he sustained very critical injuries, especially to his head.  It has been thought by physicians for sometime that it would be necessary to remove this small bone.  Jack writes, "Everything is O.K. here.  I'm in the hospital again, nothing to worry about.  My eyes have been bothering me so I am here to see what can be done about the bone above my eye."

DALE MESSINGER ON SHIP WHICH WAS FIRED UPON

Mrs. Hazel Messinger, this week received word that her son Dale, who is stationed on the U.S.S. Chicago of the Navy has just arrived in San Francisco harbor.

Dale says he is in port quite by accident, that their ship had been fired upon and crippled and was in port being repaired.  It is not known at this time whether Dale will get a furlough.  If he doesn't his mother plans to leave for the coast at once to see him.  Dale visited Glenwood relatives in September, of 1941, while on furlough.

DYKE STATIONED AT OKLAHOMA AIR DEPOT

Private Faye Louis Dyke formerly of Glenwood is now stationed at the Oklahoma City Air Depot.  He has been assigned to a station complement at this newest Air Service Command for the maintenance and repair of aircraft and the training to air depot groups.

Private Dyke reported there from Lambert Field, St. Louis, Mo., where he was enrolled in a mechanics' school.  Before entering the army, he was a mechanic and tractor operator at the J.A. Carlson Construction Company, Omaha, Neb.  Mrs. Dyke lives at Route 1, Glenwood.

HAROLD HARLESS HAS BEEN MADE CORPORAL

Mr. and Mrs. E.I. Harless of Bartlett have received word from their son, Harold, who is stationed with the armed forces, Love Field, Dallas, Texas, stating that he has had a promotion and is now acting corporal.  He also states that Mrs. Harless expects to secure a position with the North American Aviation place at Grand Prairie and that if is successful their young son Gary, will probably return to Iowa to be with his grandparents while she is thus employed.

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I'S WRITE
FOR G.K.H.
LONDON,ENGLAND
SEPTEMBER 21, 1942

Dear Boss:

It probably looked funny as the dickens, but there I was; sitting within rock-tossing distance of Buckingham palace, reading about 14 or 16 Opinion Tribunes.  The King and Queen didn't come out to help me read, that would be too much to expect, after all they don't know as many people in Glenwood as I do.

You see, I was going to write letters all Friday afternoon.  That's one day in the week when my time is pretty much my own.  But just after lunch, after the paper had been put to bed for another week in came a stack of mail that had been collecting up in Northern Ireland.  First class mail is forwarded at once, of course, but those dopes don't seem to know that the O-T's are first class in my book.

Well, there went the letter-writing for the day.  Coming all at once as they did was nice.  So darn many things are happening at home--Mayhew Duncan getting married, First Loot Ridenour and Cap Barnet taking their boys to Camp Dodge, Keg Creek getting all upset by the war and going on a flood, Susie and Sally eating themselves sick in a contest (and how I envy those two females), Rachel Young commuting between Glenwood and Washington.  Lots of things happening.

I enjoyed Earl Schneckloth's letter a lot, I know (knowing him) that he's probably having the time of his life in New York City.  Speaking somewhat from experience.  And Pete Kier way out in California, and Philly in Australia--what a hell of a mess.

Incidentally, I have met a lot of Aussies and New Zealanders here in London, and they're swell Joes.  If they take after their folks, Philly must be having a darn good time.

But that doesn't explain why I was reading the papers under the King's window.  There really isn't an explanation, I guess, except that it was a nice quiet place, with lots of grass.  And nobody bothered me.

Glad to see that you heard the Army Hour program.  I didn't know what stations the program would be on, or who might hear it.  Nice to know somebody did.  I've been doing abit of broadcasting with the B. B. C., and will be on occasionally on Monday evening, Mutual network. How many times, or for how long I don't know.

For more than a month I've been hoping to get back to Northern Ireland for a visit with the boys, may make it in a week or two.  Had a nice letter from Jimmo, which I'll send along.  I haven't seen the guys for a dickens of a long time.  Almost had Bill on the Stars and Stripes.  Got him a job in circulation, and he was coming to London, but the day the orders went through he was promoted to staff sergeant, and there isn't room for staff sergeants in our outfit yet (that's Bill Lugsch I'm talking about).

I know there isn't any news to this letter, but how can I tell you any news when I haven't seen any of the guys for so long?  Mostly it's to prove that I'm still alive.

Been stationed in London for quite a while now, but do a lot of traveling around and about.  Have been all over England and into Scotland, and of course I saw all of Northern Ireland when I was stationed up there.

Most of my work now is with the Air Force; Bomber Command and Fighter Command.  Lots of good stories in those outfits and I'm meeting a lot of the guys who are carrying the mail for us.  Then, too, I do a lot of re-writes, including sports, national news, world at war stuff and a million and one other things.  I'm busy, but I've got a good job and I like it.

My best regards to everyone at home, and to those who have gone to others corners of the world from Glenwood.  Hope the day isn't too far distant when we'll all be back again.

More later, Hod
Tech. Sgt. G.K. Hodenfield
Stars and Stripes
APO 887, Care Postmaster
New York, N.Y.

P.S. Please change my mailing address so the papers will come directly to me.  I don't like those long waits.

Can't find Jimmo's letter--next time. Hod

CO I BOYS GET SMOKES FROM FRIENDS

Lieutenant Russell Ridnour of the local State Guard Co. this week received a letter from Sgt. Parks who is with Co. I somewhere in the British Isles.  The sergeant says "We opened the packages you sent today and believe me the sight that greeted us was a welcome one.  My stock of smoking was getting low and I know many others were too.

"It is appreciated greatly by each and everyone of us.  It makes us feel good to think that all of you people back home are thinking of us and you can bet we're not forgetting you either for sending these things.  Thank everyone who contributed for us, will you?  Hub is still in the hospital but we expect him back soon.  Dick Honig was over to visit us the other day and he's looking great."

LAST CHANCE FOR XMAS GIFTS

The State Guard boys call attention to the public to the fact that the Christmas box going out to the Co. I boys and to others from here in the service in other parts of the world will be packed early next week as all such packages must be mailed before November 1 to insure delivery by Christmas.  Therefore this week end is your last chance to contribute to the Christmas gift boxes.  Remember boxes are in most of the stores around the square for your convenience.  Drop in your contribution of cigarettes, cigars, smoking tobacco, pipe, chewing tobacco, razor blades, or gum.  Do it today or not later than Saturday.  The Stars Guard Co. will gather these contributions the first of the week for packing.  Sgt. Parks' letter is proof that these packages are getting across to the boys over there and is also evidence of the fact that they appreciate these gifts from the folks back here in the old home town.

I'S WRITE
FOR G.K.H.
April 14, 1942
A.P.O. 34-%P.M.
New York, N.Y.

Dear Hod:

As if in answer to the question "What is this Army doing to me?", directly over-head hangs, not a parade of pretty girl paintings nor etchings by Varga, but something else that is just as much a tradition in a soldier's life as the afore-mentioned pictures--a line full of laundry, doin' it's best to dry.

But I'm glad it's over.  Now I've got enough soap wrappers for a new smoking jacket.  And I have as much need for a new smoking jacket as a Jap has for harp and wings.  "I'll never get a chance to use the jacket, either!)  So it all reverts back to the fact that I don't think I should ever do any more laundry.  Maybe Warren Stone or Charley Radford could toss some of mine in with theirs now and then, and have it done "Colleen" style. Or perhaps you could, Hod.

Dale Boyd, the red-headed reason why you, at one time, suddenly took an interest in Reveille, is still playing his OWN little game of "freeze-out".  All that is needed to play this game is a person with a distorted sense of humor such as his, an open window from Taps 'Til Reveille, and about fourteen hundred cubic yards of cool spring air.  It is needless to say that he is now the red-headed reason why I hate that early morning formation.  Wonder how he'd look up there alongside my laundry?

Corp. J.B. Surber was just up to this barracks.  He said "Take it easy what you say about me this time--I may be going back home on furlough soon." O.K. but just wait'll he's miles from here.  Wish there was someone that could check up on him for us while he's in Iowa.  He's always good for a couple of paragraphs.

Corp. Abe Thomas is lying on his bunk, watching me tinker with this typer as though he is really interested. "Maybe he is planning on going west on furlough soon, too.

Mail is being handed out now.  Time out while I see how much I got. (2 seconds later)  Well, that didn't take long.  There was none.  There were quite a few packages, so it might not hurt to sort of browse around and see what kind of candy "we" have.

Corp. Guy Hunter says to tell you, Hod, that a lot of the boys are lying around on their bunks, groanin'.  But I know it ain't as bad as all that because I ate a couple of doughnuts from the box he received and they were plenty good.

The company had a nice letter from our ex Top-Kick, Russ Ridenour (now a Lt. in the home guard) and the Glenwood Volunteer Firemen, and we all appreciated it very much that we were the target of their generosity.  I'm sure that other Mills County boys share our sentiments.  Thanks a lot, GVFD!

There's liable to be a battle of Corporal's around here, if Corp. Ed Barkus doesn't stop swiping doughnuts from Corp. "Scrub" Johnson.  It only happened once this noon, but Scrub says that's twice too many.  All in fun, though, I guess.

"Duck" Surber just dropped in again and he tells me that there is a Glenwood paper over in the Orderly Room with a column in it that you sent in.  So you finally came out of hibernation, eh?  It's about time.  I started to go over and get the paper, but I met Sgt. Bill Lugsch enroute and he informed me that Corky Twaddle was reading it now, so I won't be able to get it for an hour or so.  By the time he gets you deciphered and translated to Bradyville fashion of speech, the thing will be worn out.

Some Glenwood visitors arrived here Sunday noon, although they are exactly strangers in this part of the country.  Mrs. Robert Honig, Mrs. Osterholm, Mrs. Leet and Mrs. John Rasmussen were here visiting their husbands some time ago.  How long they'll stay this time is not known but whether it's for a day or a year they are always welcome.  Rumor has it that there will be more visitors later on.

I started this earlier in the day, and now, at ten-thirty p.m.  I'm finally getting another whack  at it.  We have only two typewriters in the company, and I'm too darn lazy to walk up to Regimental Headquarters and use one of those.

In the meantime, I finally got to read your column and I must say that I enjoyed it no end.  Corky Twaddle wants me to ask you, Hod, if you, by any chance, ran across "Cedar Rapids" at one of your club dances.  Or is that like the Sky Roof?

Sgt. Red Maxwell still makes frequent trips up E. Orange way.  It doesn't take much of a sales talk to get him in the notion of going--any time.  I had him almost talked into going tonight, just for the fun of it, when he finally got wise to my bluff.  Even then, it put ideas into his head.

It seems odd, this writing letter after letter and not bothering about a trip to the post office for stamps occasionally.  Here and there, lying around, you'll see an envelope but is addressed, stamped, but absolutely not in use.  It's an advantage, and a great one, to merely write "Free Mail" up there in the corner that one displayed a postage stamp.  Many of those who had stamps on hand when this came up, either sent them home (or to someone at least), or fired air-mail letters right and left until the said stamps were used us.  Yes, it is odd; someone queries, maybe jokingly or maybe in all seriousness, "Who wants a stamp?"   His question remains unanswered.  No one appears to have heard.  It didn't used to be that way.

The guy that awakens the bugler has finally been located, Hod.  In this Company at least, it's Franklin Shuffler-indirectly.  He is the night fireman in the Mess Hall and stays up all night, and at 5 "mayhem" rolls the Charge of Quarters out (ouch-tomorrow I'm the C.Q.--and with Dale Boyd still playing "freeze out"!  Brrrrrr)  The C.Q. in turn, gets the bugler up.  I suppose I could become famous a la Dale Carnegie--you know, "How to win friends, etc."--by letting him sleep, but chances are he'd wake up on time anyway, so I might just as well play the game fair.  Besides, it's a good chance to turn the tables on him.

Sgt. Don Kirkendall will be getting "stir crazy" if things proceed along the same lines for him the way they have been.  He was confined to the station hospital for a week or so, due to ear trouble.  Then Saturday, he was released from that confinement, came back to the company and moved into the 2nd Barracks.  Maybe I can get some of the fellows to chip in and buy you some fruit--Oranges, for instance--to help you forget your troubles.

This Week's Clothes-Pin-On-The-Nose Dept.!  While walking by one of the barracks last night I overheard a couple of lads talking.  One says, "Did you ever hear the one about the screwball that got sick while riding on a train?  Well, his friend, upon hearing about it, asked him what was the trouble, and he replied, "Why, I always get sick when I ride backards."  Then his friend said, "Well, why didn't you ask the fellow in the seat behind you to trade places with you?"  The screwball glanced at his friend, shook his head, and answered, "Oh I thought of that, but there was no one there!"

Everything is so peaceful and quiet around here at this midnight hour.  Now and then the squeak of the springs on one of these army cots can be heard as some soldier re-lives the activities of the day in his sleep.  Occasionally a snore or a few mumbled words break through the silence, probably due to the fact that someone feels that he really didn't have his say today, and intends to get it, even though no one is listening--including himself.  However, the majority of the boys have tucked themselves in with thoughts and dreams only of a raise in pay, the folks at home, the girl friend, her other boy friend, a furlough, a King-high straight, last week-end, next week-end. Armistice, the picture by their bunks, K.P., Calisthenics at Revellie, a box of candy from home, mail call, extra-.  Hey, I'm beggin' to believe this myself.  Guess I'll hit the hay and get in on some of those dreams.  I'm sorta sleepy, anyway.  Be just my luck, though, to get a combination of those dreams, plus "Deep in the Heart of Texas" and "Blues in the Night," mixed up in there someplace.  But perhaps even those two songs wouldn't be so bad-in my sleep.

And do, for now, Hod, I bring another letter to you to a close.  I'd like to hear from you a "right smart," as they say around the ranch country in Texas, Marshall, Texas, for instance.  So drop me a line, Hod. (If you're runnin' true to form, it'll be a "line").  Now, Goodnight, and I'll bet you are, if only typographically.

Carelessly speaking, I remain 
Yours, Sgt. JIM

WAYNE LINCOLN COMPLETES AERONAUTICS SCHOOL

Wayne Lincoln, son of Mr. and Mrs. S.C. Lincoln, Sr., of Pacific Junction, graduated last week from the Aeronautics Technical school at Sheppard Field near Wichita Falls, Texas.

Young Lincoln entered the service of his country February 14 being sent to the reception center at Fort Leavenworth, Kan.  Shortly after he was transferred to Sheppard Field where he has been since.

Wayne was one of nine hundred graduates, and they were transferred over the weekend, presumably to some airplane factory for further study.

Mr. and Mrs. S.C. Lincoln, who were in attendance at the commencement exercises, returned to their home Monday.

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COMPANY I BOYS WOULD LIKE TO BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

Boys of Co. I write of life over there in letter to Opinion-Tribune, Praise Home Guard September 6, 1942

Dear Wayne:

We have been sitting around the orderly tent for the last few nights sort of talking over old times, and have decided that you haven't heard from us for quite some time so we thought we should let you know at least we are still alive.

We have really been having quite a time here lately.  We have been on what the army calls a 7 day week, but in reality it is an 8 day week and 26 hour day.  We haven't had much chance to do much running around.  It sure does make letter writing touch, there is really very little to write about.

Is Maxwell Homesick?

Red Maxwell says that he sure would like to have that northeast paper route and the 85 cents a week.  In fact he says he would gladly do it on the double and in his spare time.  We sometimes wonder if maybe he doesn't like it here across the waters and that he would rather be home.  We can't imagine anybody wanting to go home.  If the truth was known we are all in the same boat.  We are hoping that some of these predictors are right about this war being over by Christmas.

Co. I Has Swing Band

We have sort of a string band in the company now and they really do all right as morale builders.  They can play anything fro the best hill billy music to the intest swing music.  The band consists of an accordion, fiddle, guitar and banjo and they can really play them.  Nights when we are sitting around feeling sorry for ourselves they strike up a tune and we usually forget about all of our troubles and really have a jam session.  They usually keep the whole battalion awake, but it doesn't seem to bother anyone so they keep playing.  The boys who do all of the playing are selectees who were transferred to Co. I just before we left the states.  All of them are a very fine bunch of fellows.  They come from all parts of the U.S., some from Indiana, Kentucky, Mississippi, North and South Carolina, Georgia and New York.  Every now and then we have to fight the Civil War over, but us Northerners usually come out on top.  I don't know whether it is the fact that there are more of us or whether we can talk the longest.  Incidentally, they are always verbal battles.

Proud of Home Guard

We have heard what a swell showing the Home Guard Company has made at Camp this year and we certainly are proud of them.  We think they are a swell bunch and know that they are just as good as everybody says they are.  We are hoping they will keep up the good work and sometime when they are working the hardest think of us.  We have also heard what they are doing for us and believe me we haven't words to express our appreciation and only hope that we deserve all that they and the people of Glenwood are doing for us.  Maybe someday we can say thanks in person, we hope that won't be too long.

We realize that you folks back there are having quite a bit of trouble with the rationing and everything.  We certainly hope that it doesn't have to get too bad.  It is bound to hurt all of the businesses, we often wonder just how everybody is getting along.  All of the letters that we get lead us to believe that everything is going just as it was before we left but we know that you people are having a lot to put up with.  You are all trying to buy as many War Bonds as possible and give to every little charity that comes along.  It is bound to keep everybody on the jump to make ends meet.  We are hoping that you won't worry too much about us.  We have had training that really enables us to take care of ourselves, and we have been practicing it for a good long time.

The training we have received has been of the best and by instructors who know what they are talking about.  We have taken the training much more seriously than ever before and have really been working hard.  When this bunch is turned loose against our friend to the east of us he will think he is fighting a buzz saw.  Most of us have promised our folks we would be home by Christmas and we just can't let them down.

Parks to the Rescue

During one of the day problems that he had the 1st Sgt. (Hubbell) climbed over a fence and noticed there was a peat bog on the other side so he stepped on over it, some little fellow from Pittsburg came along right behind him and stepped right in it.  He let out a little squeal and Hubbell looked around and could see nothing of him but the top of his helmet sticking out of the mud.  Sgt. Burl Parks and his runners came along and pulled him out.  He was really a mess.  The peat bogs here are really bad.  These people dig in them and let them alone for some time at least until grass is grown over them and while running through one of these fields several of the boys have fallen in to their necks.  It is always a pleasant experience.

Visit Historic Castle

There is an old castle near the camp and several of us have visited it.  It really is an old place.  I think it dates back to 1700.  The family still lives in it.  Of course it has been modernized some since that time, but mainly it is the same as it was in the olden days.  It is one of those old feudal castles that we all have read about in history books.  The furniture is something that would drive an antique hunter crazy.  The first room has two fireplaces one on each side of the room with rifles and spears mounted in a complete circle.  Inside that circle they have the bayonets mounted in a smaller circle.  They told us that all of the rifles and spears had all been in use at some time or another and that they are all still in working order.  It was really an interesting place, we could have spent all day or so and never have seen it all.

Well Wayne that is about all we can think of for this time.  Be sure and tell all the boys in the home guard that we really appreciate what they and the people of Glenwood are doing for us and we will make it up to them soon.

So Long and Lots of Luck to Everybody,

THE BOYS OF COMPANY "I"
P.S. Tell everybody to write.

DRAKE ADVANCED TO RANK OF MAJOR

William B. Drake, Glenwood attorney who while in the Iowa State University has enrolled in Reserve Officers Training Corps from which he emerged with a commission of second lieutenant and who entered active service about two years ago, has been advanced to the rank of major according to a telegram received here by his wife in Wednesday.  Upon entering service Lieut. Drake was first stationed in California and later transferred to southern camps and advanced to the rank of first lieutenant.  On February 15 he was ordered to Fort Belvoir in Virginia for a three months' course of intensive training in advanced engineering after which course of instruction he received his captain's commission.

He was then ordered to Fort Knox in Kentucky where he is now stationed as division engineer, 53rd Armored Engineers Battalion.  With his being advanced to the rank of major he was also temporarily placed in command of the battalion as its commanding officer.  Colonel Bauer is at present in the hospital.

MRS. W.E. SLEZAK JOINS HUSBAND IN OKLAHOMA

Mrs. William E. Slezak, who visited this week with her sister-in-law and husband, Mr. and Mrs. Williard Wollenhaupt in Wayne, Nebr., was entertained at a luncheon given in her honor there Tuesday.  On Wednesday she received a wire from her husband, Lt. William E. Slezak, who is now stationed at Muskogee, Okla., and she returned to Glenwood Wednesday evening.  She was joined in Omaha by Mr. and Mrs. Howard Gray who accompanied her here to the home of her parents, Dr. and Mrs. G.R. Estes and Mrs. Gray left with her on the midnight bus going as far as Sidney where she will visit over the weekend with Mrs. Lawrence Pease while Mrs. Slezak continued on to Oklahoma to join her husband at Muskogee, where they will make their home while he is stationed there.

REX YORK ENLISTS IN U.S. MARINES

Rex York, who enlisted in the U.S. Marines several weeks ago, has been called into active service, reporting in Omaha on Tuesday morning.  He expects to be sent to the Marine Corps base near San Diego, Calif.

FORMER GLENWOOD BOY PROMINENT IN SERVICE

John M. Hamilton, son of the late Charles P. Hamilton, veteran Glenwood barber, is visiting in this vicinity for a week, being the house guest of his cousin Mrs. H.L. Bouquette in Pacific Junction.  Young Mr. Hamilton has been a merchant seaman the last five years, and so important is his work that he is deferred from military service and has had his wages doubled since the war began to keep him sailing.  He has made several trips to Europe, but in recent times has sailed mainly to South America and has developed into a fluent Spanish linquist.  On several trips, his boat has carried soldiers and equipment to points in the Caribbean.  He has operated on a tanker the last few months.  He witnessed submarine attacks on the fleet of tankers with which he was traveling and saw several sister boats sunk.  Mr. Hamilton, who wears the uniform of the U.S. Maritime Service, had training at New London, Conn., and maintains his headquarters in New York.

WARREN STONE SENDS NEW TYPE SERVICE LETTER

Mrs. J.F. Stone this week received one of the new type overseas letters from her son, Warren, who is stationed with the troops in Great Britain.  The letter is typewritten and then reduced by a special process to what is known as a microfilm.  The development which arrived here was 4 1/4 by 5 1/4 inches.

The letters are so small they can scarcely be read without a magnifying glass.  This new type of correspondence has been made available to the boys in order to reduce the mail in bulk and weight.

Warren says, "This is called "V ..." mail.  It is next to air mail in delivery.  Let me know when you receive it."  The letter had been written June 21.  He further says, "Things over here must be agreeing with me.  I am putting on some weight and am putting on some weight and am feeling fine.  There is only one thing wrong.  I can't seem to get enough sleep.  The days are so long."
 

HARRY NIEMOLLER ON U.S.S. KANAWHA

A letter was received by the Opinion-Tribune this Thursday morning from Harry Harlan Niemoller who is on board the U.S.S. Kanawha somewhere in the Pacific.  It was written June 10 and was a brief note which simply stated that he wanted his friends around Glenwood to know that he was feeling fine and in good spirits.

While Harry doesn't say so, there is no doubt but what he would appreciate word from his friends back here.  His address is Harry Harlan Niemoller, S 1-c, U.S.S. Kanawha, U.S.N., Care of Postmaster, San Francisco, Calif.

There is another Mills county boy, Glen Robertson, of Silver City, who is also stationed on this same boat according to word received this week by his mother, Mrs. Lillie Robertson of Silver City.

SOLDIER PRAISES RED CROSS WORK

In a letter to Mrs. F.V. Kemp, Wayne Fasnacht who recently entered military service and who is now stationed at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, says, "You know I never thought much about the Red Cross work until I came down here.  You and all the others who give freely so much of your own time and money to the Red Cross have as much right to call yourselves soldiers as do the fellows who shoulder arms.  It is your effort and work that bridges the gap between this and home.  Your work reaches far into every branch of the service.  It covers everything that has been neglected by every one else.  Just the knowledge that the Red Cross is waiting, ready to serve and help us no matter what the reason, gives us all a feeling of security.

I like this camp fine and hope that I will be stationed here indefinitely.  Nearly all of the fellows who have been to other camps say this one is better than the average.

I spent last Friday evening with Vic Downing.  I ate supper there and then they took me sightseeing and then to a show.

FRANK BROADFIELD IS AT CAMP PICKETT

Mrs. Beatrice Broadfield is in receipt of a letter this week from her son, Frank Broadfield, who left here recently for service with the U.S. armed forces, stating that he is now stationed with the field artillery at Camp Pickett, Virginia.  He writes that this is a new camp, still in the process of construction, and that he likes the army life in this lovely Virginia country.

Frank's address for the present is Pvt. Frank A. Broadfield, Battery A, 904 F. A. Br., APO 79, Camp Pickett, Virginia.

FRANK BROADFIELD HAS BEEN MADE CORPORAL

Mrs. Beatrice Broadfield has just received word from her son, Frank, who is stationed with the U.S. Army forces at Camp Blanding, Florida, that he has been advanced to the rank of Corporal.  This advancement so soon after his entrance in the service is a recognition of his ability which all his friends will be glad to hear he has received.

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MAJOR SEITZ IT IS BUT "CAP"  SEITZ HE IS TO HOME FOLKS

Many friends Eagerly Sought Opportunity To Greet Popular Military Man During His Visit In Home Town

It is now Major R. Seitz of the U.S. Army Air Force but to folks here in the old home town who eagerly sought the opportunity to shake hands with him and exchange a few words of greetings during a hurried week end visit here, he is and always will be "Cap Seitz," he having spent so many years as captain of the National Guard Unit in which so many of the boys of this community have been trained for military service.

Major and Mrs. Seitz and daughter, Verla, arrived in Glenwood Thursday, and Maj. Seitz left this Monday to resume his duties with the Army Air Force at Ogden, Utah.  The family came at this time for a reunion with their younger son, Marvin, who has just been commissioned second lieutenant and is en-route to Camp Gruber, Oklahoma.

June is a favored month in the army annals of the Seitz family.  The father was promoted to his present rank of Major on June 3 of this year, and received his initial commission of second lieutenant on June 20, 1918.  His elder son, Raymond, now reported missing in action in the Philippines, was commissioned lieutenant on June 1, 1941, and the younger son, Marvin, was made an officer at Ft. Benning, Ga. on June 15 of this year.

It was in June of 1911 that the Major, then a private in the ranks of Company L, United State Infantry Unit with which he had enlisted for Ft. Shafter, Honolulu in the Hawaiian Islands.  There he served for seven years working his way up to Corporal, Sergeant.  1st Sergeant, and Regimental Supply Sergeant.  When the war clouds gathered over Europe in first World War, he was assigned to the Third Officers Training Camp at Schoffield Barracks in Hawaii where he received his commission as Second Lieutenant and upon this country's entrance into the conflict, he was returned to the States and assigned to duty as instructor serving at various officers training camps throughout the United States.
 

  MARVIN SEITZ WRITES FROM FT. BENNING, GA.

Mrs. H.I. Kier received a letter today, Monday from Marvin Seitz, who has been attending an Officers training school at Fort Benning, Georgia.  He and Wm. E. Slezak are each in training there.  Their training closes June 14 at which time they are to be given a brief furlough to visit their respective home folks.

He writes that out of their class of 200, it is expected that only a very few will fail to pass creditably.  He expects to spend his furlough visiting the old home town.  His father, Captain Seitz, who is stationed in Utah, will endeavor to get a leave of absence and visit him here.  His mother and sister will also meet him here.  He hopes to be in Glenwood by June 16.

 At the close of the World War having risen to the rank of First Lieutenant, he returned to Glenwood and resigned his commission but he was not out of military life long for soon thereafter Company I 168th Infantry, I.N.G. was organized here and on October 2, 1920, he entered its ranks as Second Lieutenant.  On February 17, 1928, he was commissioned as Captain of the Company which he commanded when they left here for Camp Claiborne, La. February 29, 1941.

On March 27 of that year the men of his Company presented  him with a watch in commemoration of the thirtieth anniversary of his entrance into military service.  He was later transferred from the Company command shortly before its departure to Camp Dix, New Jersey, being transferred to a position of equal rank in the Air Corps and assigned to duty at Ogden, Utah.  He, at that time held the distinction of having the longest period of uninterrupted service with the regiment of any officer in the 168th Iowa Infantry.

Mrs. Seitz and daughter will remain for time, at least, in Glenwood as the Major thinks it likely that he will be sent to an unknown destination in the very near future.

LT. MARVIN SEITZ HERE ON FURLOUGH

Lt. Marvin Seitz, son of Major and Mrs. Charles R. Seitz, spent the week end in Glenwood with relatives and friends.  Marvin, who has been stationed at Camp Gruber, Oklahoma, for the past several months, left Monday for Ft. Benning, Georgia, where he will enter advanced training in the operation of large guns and cannons.

RUSSEL CHEYNEY NOW A MASTER SERGEANT

Word has been received here that Sgt. Russel Cheyney has been promoted to the rank of Master Sergeant.

Russel, the son of Mrs. P.G. Cheyney, was a member of Company I at the time of the company's departure for Louisiania.  Last November, Russel received his discharge from the company and returned to Glenwood.

Shortly after the attack on Pearl Harbor, Russell reenlisted and hoped to return to his old company, but was sent to Fort Leonard-Wood, Missouri, with Co "M" of the 63rd Infantry.

At the present time Russell is with his company on maneuvers some twenty miles west of Nashville, Tennessee.  In his letter, he says that part of the 63rd was sent to Chicago, the past week, on strike duty.  At the time the letter was written, they were on the alert, with no one being permitted to leave the company area, and the men who hauled the water, were not allowed to leave the truck.

HAROLD ECHTERNACH GOES TO GREAT LAKES STATION

Harold Echternach, well known Glenwood boy, and son of Mr. and Mrs. William Echternach, who enlisted some ten days ago in the U.S. Navy, reports for duty this Thursday afternoon at the Omaha station.  He will entrain this evening for the Great Lakes Naval Training Station near Chicago.

SGT. BUCKINGHAM SENDS COLLECTION OF FOREIGN GIFTS

Unique Display of Brazillian and African handmade articles in Jamison Store window.

One of the most interesting collections of handiwork ever brought to Glenwood is being displayed this week in the window of the D.G. Jamison store.

This collection belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Buckingham residing south of Glenwood.  They received this valuable and rare collection from their son Staff Sgt. Eugene Buckingham, with the Ferry Command of the United States Air Corps stationed at Natal, Brazil.

Eugene, in his work has made frequent trips to various parts of the South American continent as well as Africa.  On these trips he has acquired various works of art of the natives of both continents.  Among these are beautiful hand carved chests of various sizes, inlaid with rare woods native to that country.

One of the most unique articles in the entire collection is the glass topped serving tray the gorgeous design under the glass being formed of butterfly wings.  Other interesting articles in this collection are the money belt and bill folds made from snake skin as well as two huge snake skins, one being between sixteen and eighteen feet long.  The longer of these snake skins has the texture of well tanned leather.  Also among the more beautiful articles is a scarf of gorgeous colors which Eugene got on one of his trips to Egypt.

Probably among the most valuable of the articles is the fork and spoon of ivory carved from elephants tusks.  He also included in the collection a box of Brazilian cigars of a brand which would retail in this country for 50c apiece.

It is hard to estimate the value of this collection because many of the articles are unobtainable in this country.  Those who have not seen the display should endeavor to do so as it will be in the Jamison store window the rest of this week.

WAYNE BUCKINGHAM KILLS ALLIGATOR IN BRAZIL

Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Buckingham are in receipt of a letter from their son, Staff Sgt. Eugene Buckingham, who is with the Air Transport Command in Brazil.

In this letter, Eugene tells of going hunting into the deep jungles of South America with a buddy and had the hunting luck of killing three alligators.

SCHNECKLOTH LOCATED ON STATEN ISLAND, N.Y.

Mrs. Earl Schneckloth writes her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Mintle, that she and Mr. Schneckloth, who is in the Coast Guard service, have taken an apartment at 162 Beach Street, Stapleton, Staten Island, N.Y., and that Mr. Schneckloth is able to be at home about two-thirds of his free hours.  She has taken employment in a store in New York City.

VERN JOHNSON IS NOW IN HAWAII

Pacific Junction boy writes interestingly of people and mode of life on Pacific Island

Vern Johnson, who is with the armed forces in Hawaii, writes interestingly of the people and their mode of life there, in a letter to his father, Ed Johnson, of  Pacific Junction.

"This is quite a place outside of the mosquitoes, flies and sandburrs," he says.

"People over here go barefooted and their is about nine or ten kids in each family and four or five dogs.

"The houses do not have chimneys as it never gets cold and they have no use for stoves except to cook with.  Coconuts and bananas are sure plentiful.  There is a stalk or two of bananas in each barracks.

"There is another kind of fruit over here called 'pipies.'  They grow on trees and look and taste something like muskmelons.

"So you see we don't worry much about eating as there is something you can get to eat almost anywhere one looks.

"The people also have a favorite dish over here which is made out of roots of plants which look like water lilies.  They are raised in fields which are covered with water all the time.  They use water buffalo to get the ground ready to plant.  I saw a native wading around in the mud plowing with a buffalo and the old buffalo was into the mud up to his belly and was plodding right along.

"Something else they raise a lot of over here is sugar cane and pineapple."

Vern's address is Pvt. Vern Johnson, A.S.N. 37189599, APO 958, Company "G" 16th Infantry; c-o Postmaster, San Francisco, California.

JOHNSON BOYS IN FERRY BOAT SERVICE

Mr. and Mrs. Elias Johnson are in receipt of a very interesting letter from their twin sons, Wesley and Wayne, 20, who are now in government work near San Francisco, Calif., where they are employed by the Mare Island Ferry Company which operates from the mainland to the navy yards which are at Mare Island.  These ferry boats transport a large number of defense workers across the bay.  Wayne is employed as a deck hand and Wesley is a ferry operator or pilot.  They write that they make 5 landings each day.  Some of the bigger boats in operation carry 1200 passengers and 30,000 persons are transported across the bay each day.  The ferrys are propelled by 80 horse power diesel engines and their speed averages about 15 knots per hour.

The boys write their parents that extensive preparations are being made in case of a possible evacuation of San Francisco and that ferry buildings are being equipped with bunks so that employees of the company will be taken care of.  80 persons are employed by this company.

Wesley and Wayne reside at 26 Adams St., K30, Caquinex Heights, Valleyo, Calif., making their home with an older brother Orville, who is a crane operator in the ship yards near there.

KENNETH JOHNSON WRITES TO FRIENDS HERE

Silver City friends have received word from Kenneth Johnson, son of Dr. and Mrs. C.O. Johnson, that he is nicely located at Bloomington, Illinois.

Kenneth, who recently entered the service of the country was transferred from Camp Robinson Arkansas, to Bloomington early in September.

He states that he was on MP duty one night recently when a war bond auction was held.  102,000 dollars were sold during the evening.  A banquet was held with the plates each costing a hundred dollar bond and that five hundred persons attended the affair.

During the evenings entertainment the star from the road show, sold a kiss which brought the sum of five hundred dollars.

He further states that Bloomington is the wealthiest place he has ever been in.

Mr. and Mrs. Elias Johnson received word last week from their son, Kenneth, who joined the U.S. Navy the latter part of May and who has completed his preliminary training at the Great Lakes station near Chicago and who has since been stationed at Norfolk, Va., that he was assigned to service on one of Uncle Sam's ships and was scheduled to take to sea Saturday.

ALAN DUVAL STATIONED AT CAMP ON ISLAND

Mr. and Mrs. Frank DuVal received word from their son, Alan, who having enlisted in the Coast Guard, and been assigned to Alameda, Calif., that they are now stationed on the island, and assigned their duties, hours being from 6 a.m. to 10 p.m.  It is a new camp, he writes, with everything new and clean and a fine group of young men in training.  His address is A.S.R., U.S. Coast Guard, Government Island Training Station, Alameda, Calif.

THOMAS VANDERSHULE A STAFF SERGEANT

Mr. and Mrs. Bert Vandershule have received a letter from their son, Sgt. Vandershule stating that on arriving at Fort Dix after his short furlough home, he was greeted with the news that he had been advanced to staff Sergeant.  Tomas was assigned the duties of Platoon Sergeant shortly after mobilizing here in February of 1941 and has commanded what is known in Company I as the famous fourth.

Thomas says "not because of my leadership but because of the high efficiency of my men."  Those ranking at the head of the class are known in Glenwood as "Duck" and "Jim."

MRS. NEBITT HAS TWO SONS IN SERVICE

Mrs. Alice Nebitt of this city has received word from her son, Kenneth Nebitt, who has been stationed at Ft. Blanding, Fla., that he has been transferred to Camp Chaffee, Ark., and that he is now a radio operator.  Her other son, Loran Nebitt, who has completed training at the Great Lakes Naval Training base, is stationed on guard duty on the Niagara river.

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FEATURE WRITER MET SGT. GODSEY

Farmer of Old Pacific City neighborhood in Mills County veteran of first World War is back in action in Ireland

Mrs. Bert Butterfield a well-known former Glenwood resident who now resides in San Diego, Calif., in a letter to the Opinion Tribune says "I am working for the Navy, my daughter is on the Aircraft and her husband is in Civil Service".  She sent a clipping from the San Diego Tribune Sun concerning a story of a well-known resident of the Old Pacific City neighborhood here in Mills County written by Ernie Pyle a noted feature writer now reporting his visits with the boys over in North Ireland.  This account of his meeting with Carn Godsey over there follows.

SOMEWHERE IN NORTHERN IRELAND, AUG 24 (BY WIRELESS)

Now take First Sergeant Carn Godsey, for example.  He's about as American as they come.

He's an Iowa farmer, tall, skinny, with a weather-beaten face.  He gripes, cusses, smokes three packs of cigarettes a day--but he isn't really hard at all.  He's just about like any farmer you know back home.

He wouldn't have to be over here at all if he hadn't chosen to be.  He's 43 years old.  He has a wife and seven children at home.  He's been in the army for 18 months.  He owns a big farm on the bank of the Missouri river about 20 miles south of Council Bluffs.  It was his father's before him.

Unlike many farmers, Sergeant Godsey absolutely loves farm life.  He's eager to get home, but he