Sunday, September 29, 2013
70 years ago, Daddy was in the first two weeks of boot camp. This was a whole new life for someone as pampered and spoiled as he was. I'll spare details, but there was plenty of proof as to just how spoiled he (and probably his sister) were. My grandparents were great people, and provided a wonderful life on a quaint city street that was a scene right out of a movie.
Friday, September 13, 2013
|RDMCB San Diego Circa 1940's|
The days of "living it up" had come to an end. September 13, 1943 brought the arrival of Daddy and the other future Marines to San Diego, where they were transferred to buses and brought to R.D.M.C.B (Recruit Depot Marine Corps Base) in San Diego.
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Not sure that Daddy and his fellow Marines-to-be were in troop sleepers, as they were not in full use until late 1943, but he does mention being in a nice Pullman coach. Daddy always liked to talk about his trip from Jackson to New Orleans to San Diego via the train. It was a calm before the storm; he was very impressed with the food (always a high priority to him!) I think he considered it a grand conspiracy to treat them like kings before they got off the train and stepped onto the yellow footprints at boot camp.