Milford chronicle., 1944-09-01

by Mrs. Boone and small daughte
Linda, who will make their hOm
in Virginia Beach, spent a 10-da
leave with Professor and Mrs.
D. Smith of Newark, and with d.
Boone's mother, Mrs. ]. F. Legar.
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I August 20, 1914
Milford Chronicle
Milford, Delaware
Dear Sirs:
Am receiving the Chronicle ant
wish to express my thanks. | al
ways look forward to receiving il
as it let's me know what is goinl
on around the home town. l es
pecially enjoy the Service Slants'
column.
Haven't seen anybody here OF
the island of Maui from my home
town, but l will keep on looking
Thanking you again, l remain,
Corporal Leroy Jester
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August "a, 1914
Lincoln l, L. A. A. F.
Nebraska
Dear Sir:
l have been receiving the Milford
Chronicle, and l want to thank
you for sending it to me.
Greenwood is my home town !;
but l also have many friends
around Milford.
l really enjoy reading every
page of the Milford Chronicle.
There are many interesting things
my friends do not, think to men
tion in their letters to me; so the
two columns about the boys in
the service are especially inter-
esting to me as it brings them
closer to me, even though they
are so far away. You always won
der where your friends are; then
you read the Chronicle and find
their names and where they are
and what they are doing.
l want to thank you sincerely
for sending me the paper. and also
tell you Ill be looking forward TO
your future editions.
Sincerely yours,
Corporal Arthur H. Wiley
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Jacksonville, Fla.
August 10. 1914
Milford Chronicle
Delaware
Dear Mr.. Townsend:
I'm sorry to have to ask you to
please change my address of the
Milford Chronicle L enlisted in
he Navy on November 13, 1912,
md went to cambridge, Md, for
NY boot training. From there they
sent me to Solomons Island. Md.
After being there 81 months. work
ng as a shipfitter, finally got the
hing that l always wanted, tur-
'et gunner. I'm here at Jackson
1ille Training Center for II weeks
If training. After finishing my
raining l will be shipped to the
Vest Coast for assignment.
My home town is LincolA and
t's a great place to live. Before my
in the Navy l was
of the 19Sth C. A. A. A. c.
I. G. Again. may l thank you
With sincere appreciation for
ending me the Milford Chronicle.
Yours sincerely,
Daniel w. Capehart
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Thoughts Born In Battle
A while back Pfc. Larry E. Chez
,er of Montpelier sent home a
oem-a poem written by a buddy.
1t is quite expressive of our feel
ng," Cheever stated simply.
In humble tribute to the marine
yho wrote the poem and to all his
uddies, we present this hereto
ore unpublished poem. Its author
) buried on blood-streaked Tara
va. Here it is:
m full of darned malaria.
shake the whole day long.
he quinine is ringing in my ears
m anything but strong.
1osuuitO bites all over me.
'ou'd think l had the itch.
ly ears are fup of island mud,
ly bunk, a muddy ditch.
m living in a Jungle
t's hot as merry h
-rations is my menu,
10 cooking can / smell.
or this l get Two Bucks Day, ]
md a chance for a little ground
hat measures 4 by 6 by
md a covered grassy mound.
Iy pal came down here with me
he lad was Just is.
lot him a bed he'll never leave
he coverlet is green.
mother one will see no more,
mother lost an arm,
md hundreds more / do not know.
re now all safe from harm.
md when l hear bunch of guys
Who're safe and far away,
.efuse to work because they want
ust two more bucks a day.
only wish l had them here,
or just week or two
o live in island jungles,
nd there we'd let them stew.
le'd give them all malaria,
ct mosquitoes have a feast,
Ie'd let them bury many lad
rom North, South, West and East.
Ted let them sleep in fox holes,
Ted feed them from a can.
led let the hot sun blister them
would be no Palm Beach Tan"
Ted let them hear the wounded
moan,
led let them see them die,
Tith sniper's bullets whizzing
close
nd star shells in the sky. /,
nd then we'd send them home
again,
n fhaif. tom bunLQ a dav