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im doing a project on the draft and i was wondering if anyone here could give me there personal opinions on it. accounts would be nice also. storys too.

thank you for ur responsis.

So here's another one from the archives of Alpha company, 1st platoon, 168th Engineer battalion Combat Mechanized.

As combat engineers of course we were always being attached to other units as their support. Our platoon was always attached to 1-33 Armor, Tankers. At first this seemed like a decent arrangement. After all we rode around in M-113 APCs better known as the rolling coffin. It would be nice to have the big ole M-1A1s right beside us. Our views of this quickly changed after my first field experience.

We were at Yakima firing center for a training rotation and of course that meant riding along with tanks. We would sleep in their assembly area with their people pulling guard and their 1st Sgt bring us food. The next day we were to roll out for an attack at 0600hrs. The night before the attack we struck up a conversation with the tank positioned next to us and they seemed like a real friendly bunch. They showed us through their tank and let us look through the optics and sit in the drivers seat. It was a lot of fun. The next day as we were lining up to move to the LP we found that we would be following our new friends. What could be better right? We followed the tank in front of us for a little over an hour to the IP. At the LP we had our pre-mission briefing and wound up sitting next to our tankers. Upon leaving the lp we began the combat run. We knew from our op-orders it would be a long day. The scouts had reported a mine field but it at least two and a half hours away as the task force travels. Those of us in the back settled in for a long ride.

Half way to the LP we were held up by a communication problem between the task force commander and a couple of his Lts. A couple of us in the back of the 113 three had stood up to get a look of what was going on when we saw the tank commander in front of turn around and give us a strange look and point at us. Our TC thinking the man was being friendly kind of waved back. Next thing we knew the turret began to spin on the tank. It was heading right for us. Our TC began waving his arms frantically and screaming but the tank commander could not hear him. Suddenly our MILES gear started flashing and we could all hear the sweet little voice exclaiming "direct hit, tank fire". We had all just become simulated casualties. Our TC was so upset (I'll avoid any direct quotes from him) he climbed out of the 113 and started running at the tank. They received the word to continue and started to roll. Our TC didn't care he kept chasing them, picking up rocks and throwing them at the tank the entire time.

Come to find out later that night, they did not know we were behind them and thought we were part of the opposition force. Even though we had camped beside, ate with them, toured their vehicle and had been following them for hours. We also found out that three other engineer squads became casualties that day as a resut of their own tankers.

Just as Germany was preparing to attack Britian a young man James Goodson was boarding a ship from England to the US where he lived. A german U-boat sunk the ship and several hours later Mr. Goodson was pulled from the sea and returned to England. Mr. Goodson later met up with a recruiter for the RAf. He was excited to join up and help fight the hun and even finding out that he would have to swear alligence to the king and therefore loose his American citizenship did not deter him. The recruiter then mentioned pay. Mr. Goodson was told it would be 1 pound 60 per week. At this Mr. Goodson pulled back a little. The recruiter asked him what was wrong and Mr. Goodson replied that he had lost everything when the ship was sunk. He didn't think he would be able to afford to pay 1 pound 60 per week to fly. The recruiter looked at him strange and said no WE will pay YOU. Mr. Goodson thought it was unbelievable as he said "they were going to let me fly and pay me for it. The lovable fools."

So I am trying to help out some one I met on the armyairforces site. Her grandfather was a veteran of WWII and it appears as he was in the 1106th Engr. Combat group. I am having a very hard time finding any information on this group. I have seen some quick mentions here and there but nothting solid. I have an e-copy of the DD214 but besides the obvious I am unable to find anything of real depth. Any suggestion? Thanks,

Tex

First and second T.G.I.F. are the kind you had to sit through when Roy Roger.chased the bad guys, and he stopped his horse Trigger to sing Tumbling Tumbleweeds. Third week we will go up on bomber mission.

Off we go into the wild blue yonder—Here is first F-1

Art Morneweck and Belle Isle.

How we met – the love of my life She was 19,,,,I was 20

Early in 1943, I went on a double date with a friend and the Matthews sisters to Eastwood Amusement Park at Gratiot and 8 mile. It was a long drive from Detroit's west side. I was paired with Blanche, but her sister, Charlotte (Micky) was a great looker and I thought she was the one for me. We all had a good time together. It was more like a friend's outing than a date. Two nights later, Micky was on her way home from her job at G.M.C. She stopped at Simone's soda fountain shop where I was having a frozen Power House candy bar. We talked a while and I asked her to go for a ride. We drove to Belle Isle in my father’s 1940 Ford and one section was a parking that you faced the river and watch the boats go bye. There was no open parking space so we had to ride around the island. When you come to the bridge there was about 5 or 6 driving lanes that all turned right and takes you back off the island. Luckly I was in the 6th lane that took you over the bridge or you could drive straight and go around again. Something in my heart said go straight and I did. This time there was a parking space open. I parked and we had our first kiss. We watched the boats and then Micky said she had to go to the bath room. We left and stopped at first bath room and it was pad-locked, I looked at my watch and it was after mid-night, so was the second bat room locked.Going across the bridge Micky said she really had to go. I new if we turned left to go home we would not find a restaurant so I turned right and found a restaurant about two blocks away. I stopped and Micky used their bath room. About four months later we got engaged just before I left for Army Air Corps cadet training. I returned to Detroit to get married during a week long furlough.

Micky and I were apart for the next two years as I was sent to the Philippine Islands and occupation duty in Taegu, Korea. I returned home to her in July, 1946. We celebrated our 57th wedding anniversary May 15, 2001. Then Dec. 30, 2001 my Micky went to be with our Lord. Our daughters and son-in-law are Toni Ann Morneweck, Terry & Jack Ellis, and grandson Tim 16. We all live in same neighborhood in Novi. Micky's sister Blanche Rosendale, now lives in St. Clair.

Art