This is a story about my Dad, Bruce Dodson. He never would talk much about his time during World War II. Now that he and my Mom have passed, and being their only child, I have had the opportunity to go through all of their mementos. In doing so, I discovered a pile of letters that Dad wrote to his sister during his time in the service. Those letters, coupled with a search of WWII history are the focus of this blog.
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Saturday, October 21, 2017
Camping in the Desert
Post marked October 21, 1943. Sounds like a bunch of guys crowded into a tent in the desert. Getting ready for a hike up one of the mountains and some other desert training.
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