"I'm now stationed somewhere in Tenn. on my winter maneuvers. Expect the experience of the coming months will separate the men from the boys. (Thats a pet expression used around here, don't believe I'll have to elaborate)
"We are bivouaced in a wooded cow pasture and living in double pup tents. The weather has been kinda cold when it frosts. So thats why we have four men to a tent. Sure is noisy when four of us snore."
-- Letter from Dale Sooter, near Nashville, Tenn., to my father, Cape Girardeau, Mo., Thursday, November 18, 1943. Dale, my father's cousin, was a private in the Army; my father was an apprentice seaman in the Navy.
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