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A little story....(thankfully he wrote down his WWII "adventures" and I've gathered most of them.)

Upon arrival in China, we were put in an Operations Center to await transportation, when a sergeant came in and asked for "two more coolies" to help unload the plane. Why? Because they just shot the last two for stealing. One stole a pair of socks, the other stole a pack of cigarettes. Simple (No more Stealing). This was done by the Chinese Army MP's. We ended up being housed at a former girls' school, now the HQ of Y Force, China.. After meeting our compatriots of the 993rd Signal Company we started some training. We 6 spent many days in the field with a Radio Operator practicing our radio and code work. On one occasion we were set up under some trees with our radio station, which consisted of a radio powered with a Hand Crank Generator, usually cranked by a Chinese soldier, a radio operator and a cryptographer. This day a brilliant Chinese soldier decided to knock a wasp's nest out of the tree above us. Panic city! The radio op split and also the coolie cranking the generator. I finally got another one to crank in the power and I ran the radio. I kept being told to slow down, which was funny as my Morse Code dated from my Boy Scout days.