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When I entered college at Gainesville FL, I was in ROTC. Had to be taken by all boys for the first two years of college. I enjoyed it, I learned how to shoot straight. I like the rifle range a lot. I could put two bullets through the same hole. (He has a few marksman badges) It would be good if they still did that, they would enjoy it, and it would be good for them. Only two years.

Well, I lost my hair. Don't tell them I'm 95 years old though.

I know that one. It was a very expensive 3 story house in Columbia SC. Well it's a story... I had had one year at college, in which I had taken an elective course in pre-architecture design. When school got out I looked for a job in a architecture firm but couldn't get hired cause I didn't have any experience. My brother in law called and wanted me to come look at a house he had had designed for himself. I criticized the drawing, it was the worst design of a house I had ever seen. He then asked me to design the house. He took me to a contractor who told us how much it would cost. My brother in law was satisfied and we got to work on the house. I helped him build it, digging ditches and what not, for $7 a week and room and board. The house ended up being too expensive and he sold it without ever moving in.

The drawing of that house helped me get into architect school later.

I went back a number of years ago and it was still there. The lady living there was very pleased and asked me various questions about it. Was a very nice house.

Well. In Nagasaki, not all battalions had a portable kitchen. We were lucky enough to have one, though when getting it off the boat they dropped it into the water. They were able to get it, as I remember, caused we used it later.

I do remember coming out from our office in Nagasaki and there was a soldier putting fuel in his helmet. He was going to light the fuel to create a kind of make shift stove to heat the rations, but had used to much. I blew up in his face. He was alive, but I don' think he had much hair.

That may be too broad of a question... "Good night. No, that's too much."