His chevrons carried a T under them, for
After his talk with Captain Anderson, Whitie’s Army experience changed. Before long, he was given his first set of stripes—a band with two chevrons pinned to his sleeve—as an acting corporal. The captain was evidently smart enough to know that if you had a rebel among your troops there were two ways of dealing with him: You could punish him again and again for his rebellion but if he was also someone capable of taking the punishment and of doing the training anyway, and if you’d ever read the story of Spartacus—the making of the motion picture Cool Hand Luke was still a quarter-century off—then you knew you ran the risk of turning him into a hero and of inadvertently making his influence greater than your own; or, you could promote him, put him in charge of something and you’d be building a subordinate leader for the future, while taking away his reason for rebelling against authority by making him one himself. Logical schoolteacher that he was, the captain chose the second course.
These were the "temporary" barracks that Whitie and his buddies helped
build at Ft. Bragg in the forties. This picture is from 1969, the year before I
did my basic combat training there during the Vietnam era.
On maneuvers for months on end in Tennessee.
Reba Mae on a visit to the Carolinas in the
summer of '42.
Whitie and Reba Mae, wedding day, Dec. 12, 1942.
A combat-hardened demolition tech-sergeant in
the European theatre. He commanded a 9-man
General George S. "Blood and Guts" Patton.
Everybody said he was a hero. Whitie thought
he was "a blowhard".
The Queen Mary entering the New York Harbor carrying thousands
of US troops, on June 20, 1945.