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To: Richnorth who wrote (83483)	3/19/2002 11:27:36 PM
From: davemarkun	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 116764

let me think? a latrine? the silent backwoods of Canada? how about another hint?dsm

To: Richnorth who wrote (83483)	3/20/2002 1:04:23 AM
From: E. Charters	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 116764

I once asked my dad what he did in the war, namely WWII. I also asked my grandfather what he did in WWI. I got some non committal answers about beer halls, and kitchen duty and riding motorcycles in Italy etc.. I think my grandfather said mostly he marched and picked lice and occasionally cleaned his rifle. Ho hum. So one day I asked the grandmother why Granpa was bald. Well, she said, "it was gas." "What kind of gas?", I asked. "Chlorine", she said. "He was at Ypres." The Germans sent gas, and the Canadians did not know enought to retreat. When the gas masks stopped working, they tore them off and made rags and soaked them in water. That is why he cannot stand behind a car when it running or go by the coal furnace, he will just keel over. When the Germans came with their troops the Canadians were still there shooting. So it was a bust, Ypres. And granpa got away without hair. Not so bad. He can still build a house ... So I am looking through the holiday pictures of the WWII festivities and asked my mom, "where is that?" Oh! that is your father at the Seigfried line. And here he is in Italy with Montgomery, and that is him in Holland. He got around. So I asked him, what happened at the Seigfried line? He said the Germans were out of ammo, so there was not much resistance. So one day I am talking to a guy and he says "yeah I was in your father's outfit." So what happened there I ask, in Germany at the Siegfried line? "Well", he says, "the Canadians had been trying for days to break the line and nothing much was working, so one guy got the bright idea to bring the tanks up in such a way that the anti-tank could not get them, and use the flame throwers. They killed 14,000 men per hour and there was nothing the Germans could do. In the end the trenches were filled knee deep in blood and human waste." That broke the line. So much for war stories. Whenever my dad mentioned war, he told me, "if someone mentions war, do not go, do not volunteer, stay out of it. " I won't pass that along as the most desirable thing for everyone to do, but I think I know what was behind the sentiment. And it was not the food, or beer halls or all that marching. EC<:-}