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From the American Scene: We Were a P.W.I. Team
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WE WERE a team of six-four enlisted men and two officers. All of us were foreign born, all were now Americans, though none of long standing. Ours was part of a larger team which was in turn part of another, still larger one: the First United States Army. In a year’s time we checked off more than a million Germans behind barbed wire, not counting the dead ones on the roads to the PW enclosures.
We rode in two jeeps. One was called “Phila., Pa.,” because Sergeant Kurt was a Philadelphian (although born at Eschweiler in the Rhineland). The other jeep was named “Sally,” for the girl left behind by our team captain, “Handsome Rudy from Prague.”
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