"I’m Praying Hard for You” – Love Letters to a Death Camp

Jo wrote to Bill on Nov. 5, 1941. Darling: Five days gone & each worse than the one before. Our model child goes to sleep right after 6 & sleeps thru the night so it is plenty quiet. Where are you? (Don't you wish you knew?) I do.

"Hardest Job in the U.S. Navy Seabees”

A sniper was terrorizing our camp at Tent City in Quang Tri for more than 30 days. If we lit a cigarette after dark we were likely to be targets for a sniper shot. We used a red lens in our flashlights at night if we went to the outhouse or shower so we would not be an easy target. We were quite relieved when the Marines propped up this dead Viet Cong sniper on the barbed wire fence outside our mess tent for all of us to see as we exited from breakfast. The Marines did their job.

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