This evening I read about the prisoner-of-war camp my late cousin B.B. Lewis was interred in during World War Two. He started as a prisoner of war in Stalag Luft 3. This camp was the site of the Great Escape. But my cousin just spent months there--from February 1945 when he was transported there after being shot down over the Czech Republic to April 1945 when the camp was liberated.
I also found the enlistment record from 1941 for my late uncle Colbert Stott. He joined the national guard and eventually became one of the people attached to a battery in Alaska. He was present during the 1942 Japanese attack on Dutch Harbor. The enlistment record suggested he enlisted in the National Guard in 1941, before Pearl Harbor.
I ate purple corn flakes for breakfast with skim milk
I had a subway sandwich and baked chips for lunch
I had a chicken breast, green beans, small blue potatoes and part of a sweet potato
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