13th GENERAL HOSPITAL
WORLD WAR II
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TO ALL THE MEN AND WOMEN
WHO ASSISTED IN THE WORK OF
THE 13th GENERAL HOSPITAL THIS
HISTORY IS GRATEFULLY
This account of the 13th General Hospital, a unit
of the great armed forces of the United States during
World War II, was brought about not by any one
individual but by a combination of many. In deter-
mining the manner of telling the story those intrusted
with that decision concluded that the work should as
far as possible avoid mention of individuals both in
script and pictures. Among the more than sixteen
hundred men and women who came into the family
of the 13th and thereafter moved to other units or
remained until discharge, there was a great wealth
of personalities. To dwell upon particular persons
might be an injustice to others, whether real or fan-
cied, and while criticism cannot be totally eliminated,
it should be minimized by the policy adopted.
Shortly after their return from Japan and their dis-
charge from service in this country, about twenty-five
of the men attended the Annual Reunion of Base
Hospital 13, a hospital unit which was recruited at
Presbyterian Hospital in Chicago and which saw
service in World War I. At this affair it was decided
to form an alumni group of the 13th General Hospital
so that associations and friendships made during th?
strain and stress of war might not languish and die
during peace. The 13th General Hospital Associa-
tion was formed and an unselfish group devoted
much of their time and efforts to this organization.
Three splendid dinner-dance reunions have been
conducted in 1946, 1947, and 1948. It is hoped that
the reunions will continue long into the future as
successfully as they have during the first few years.
The active members of the 13th General Hospital
Association early conceived the idea of a permanent
record of the hospital group. In the first communica-
tions sent to the former 13th personnel from the
alumni group a request was made for pictures and
anecdotes. The response to this request was negli-
gible and most of the pictures sent to the secretary
were of individuals and could not be used in view of
the policy adopted. The plan however did not perish.
While in service, Dr. Joseph Bennett, Robert Volk,
Michael Dolark, and James Hammond helped to
register and preserve a record of facts and dates con-
cerning the unit. From this voluminous documenta-
tion of statistics a committee composed of Alvin J.
Bielak, Edwin Oertel, Harry F. Layson, and Michael
Dolark plucked the important and interesting details.
This group also succeeded in obtaining a number of
appropriate pictures. The work was then turned ovei
to Richard T. Tobin, who did the final editing.
While it is impossible to name all those who as-
sisted in the production of this history by giving coun-
sel or suggestions, and by supplying photographs,
it is appropriate that the officers of the 13th General
Hospital Association should be listed for without the
encouragement, interest, and assistance of that or-
ganization, it is more than probable that this small
treasure of hallowed memories might never have
come into existence.
OFFICERS OF 13th GENERAL HOSPITAL
1945 - 1946
President Richard T. Tobin
Vice-President Walter P. Horvat
Secretary Maybelle Hawkins
Assistant Secretary James Hammond
Treasurer Robert J. Flaskamp
1946 - 1947
President Robert J. Flaskamp
First Vice-President Fred K. Stewart
Second Vice-President Ellen McCumber
Secretary Frances Zoller
Assistant Secretary Alvin J. Bielak
Treasurer Joseph L. Essery
1947 - 1948
President Fred K. Stewart
First Vice-President Ellen McCumber High
Second Vice-President Alvin J. Bielak
Secretary Velma Bowman
Assistant Secretary Dr. Leslie Gavlin
Treasurer Joseph L. Essery
1948 - 1949
President Maybelle Hawkins
First Vice-President Joseph L. Essery
Second Vice-President Velma Bowman
Secretary Dr. Leslie Gavlin
Assistant Secretary Dr. H. Ivan Sippy
Treasurer Leon Benkoff
BIRTH OF THE
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December 7, I94l--a dread whisper of the bomb-
ing of Pearl Harbor soon grew into a furious roar.
WAR followed with rapid mobilization and integra-
tion of all industrial and military forces. In the plan
of things Presbyterian Hospital of Chicago was des-
tined to contribute to the military phase of this effort
a competent general hospital, for during World War
I a unit organized at the hospital established an en-
viable record as Base Hospital 13, ministering to the
sick and wounded at Limoges, France, to the termi-
nation of that conflict.
With such tradition established at the Chicago
Hospital a request came from Washington, D. C, for
an organization to serve in World War II, and with
some of the veterans of the Base Hospital serving as
a nucleus, a new hospital unit began to take form.
As this new born group was scheduled to serve over-
seas and therefore bear a number rather than a
name, it became fitting to follow the brilliant heritage
of the 13th Base and accordingly the name 13th
GENERAL HOSPITAL was attached to the already
Recruiting machinery was set up at offices in Pres-
byterian Hospital and soon the full complement of
doctors, dentists, and nurses was filled. Instead of
gleefully administering shots to others these special-
ists soon found themselves on the receiving end of
the hypodermic needles, and many were hastily sent
into advance training at specialist schools and
camps throughout the country.
A more difficult job was the selection of 350 en-
listed men to fill the positions of medical, surgical,
laboratory, and X-Ray technicians, office personnel,
plumbers, carpenters, and steamfitters with no re-
gard for union pay rates, barbers, chiropodists, phar-
macists, optometrists, cooks, tailor, the inevitable
yardbirds, and others required in the Table of Organ-
ization. Wide-eyed, serious young men appeared at
the hospital recruiting office with splendid back-
grounds and qualifications slightly exaggerated, and
upon acceptance into the unit they departed with
radiant belief and hopeful certainty that they would
not be inducted as ordinary soldiers but as men of
many stripes. The quota being filled by October,
1942, enlistments closed.
Under the direction of AMC officers and enlistees
with prior military experience, the hopefuls volun-
tarily congregated several evenings each week on
the grounds near Presbyterian Hospital and with
cooling weather they assembled in the fieldhouse of
the University of Chicago for practice in close order
drill and for lectures on military technique until De-
cember when letters from the War Department ad-
vised all to report to the army receiving centers
nearest their homes. The majority being from the
Chicago area, they had by December 18, 1942, given
up their freedom of movement and speech for the
gruff orders of the soldiers at the Reception Center
of Camp Grant, near Rockford, Illinois. Here nothing
of moment occurred other than routine physical ex-
aminations, tetanus and typhoid innoculations ad-
ministered viciously and simultaneously by evil
appearing technicians between whom each one had
to pass and get stabbed in both arms, carefully fitted
clothing tossed from shelves by the supply boys after
a swift visual measuring, the first torturing walk
under the Herculean burden of loaded barracks
bags, a few brisk drills in the zero cold, the baptism
of long periods of waiting to fall out on the double
quick only to be ordered back to wait some more,
the introduction to army chow with long waiting lines,
the technique of policing the area, and the memor-
able first night when the latrines of two barracks
echoed all through the hours to the wailing and vom-
iting of some fifty 13th'rs whose stomachs were in a
state of turmoil — oh, but not from the first GI food
according to the official investigation which fol-
lowed. A conclusion that the general internal dis-
turbances might possibly have been caused by some
cool ice cream the boys had consumed before get-
ting to camp seemed sufficient to close the matter.
After two or three days the neophyte soldiers haa
grown to love the new surroundings so much that
one hundred per cent of them cheerfully accepted the
offer of a week end pass and they headed for home
in their oddly fitting military apparel. But the lure
of garrison life being too strong to resist, all the men
were back in camp Sunday night after a full fledged
battle to get aboard the few trains at the rail depot.
And then on December 22nd the first order for unit
movement was sounded. Barracks bags were packed
and loaded on creaking shoulders, and the boys like
Volga boatmen groaned along over crunching snow
on the trek to a waiting train, there to sit some three
hours before the engine coughed and jerked out of
Grant headed for a new destination.
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COL. LYLE S. POWELL
nd at Camp Robinson
After a devious thirty-six hour itinerary the expec-
tant passengers were at last ejected into a new world
of wonderment with white helmeted militia in the
gloom of the evening directing the visitors into trucks
for a bumpy ride to a section of what proved to be
Camp Joseph T. Robinson, a short distance from the
City of Little Rock, Arkansas. "Take up thy bed and
walk" became the first reality here as the boys lined
up at a supply depot and were issued a metal cot,
mattress, and bed clothing to lug back to their newly
found homes — hutments — a wooden form of pyra-
midal tent holding six closely fitting cots for six home-
sick occupants. The directing troops under the white
helmets turned out to be members of the 214th Gen-
eral Hospital, who were to be the training cadre for
duty before eight. Then came training by the num-
bers — salute — attention — at ease— forward march-
to the rear march — left face — right face — column right
— about face — company attention— battalion pass in
review (No, No! Do that over again) — guard duty —
general and special orders — K.P. — ascertaining what
General Orders the Officer of the Day had mem-
orized and was asking of the members of the guard.
Astonished veterans viewed with amazement Pfc's
of the cadre teaching sergeants and corporals sim-
ple military rudiments. But gradually things took
shape and the unit began to function like a well
Being a hospital group the outdoor drilling was
eased by a medical and first aid lecture series to-
gether with an exhibition of training films. Physi-
Camp Robinson Entrance
The following days were a new awakening. The
lusty sounds of the bugler at 5:30 A. M. meant dress-
ing in nothing flat, falling out on the road a few
blocks away for roll call, exercises by the numbers,
announcements, ablutions, breakfast, bed making
(army style), sweeping and scrubbing the hutments
after borrowing someone's scrub pail and mop,
quietly and unnoticed, to replace the combination
which had been surrepticiously borrowed from you
in the dark of the night, policing the hutment area,
getting fitted in the proper type of clothing for the
particular functions of the moment, and ready for
ology, tourniquets, wounds, fractures, bandages,
poison gases and the respective treatments for the
different types, fhe method of admitting patients to an
army hospital, management of a hospital ward, and
other equally interesting subjects were part of the
agenda. Soon everyone was a pseudo physician at
ease with words like compound comminuted fracture,
contused or incised wounds, zygoma, epidermis,
spica bandages, protargol, diaphoretics, capillaries.
Class rcoms were often warm and close, and sol-
diers were often tired from an evening of fun in
Little Rock. The combination resulted in many an
Hutments with Mess Hall in Distance
attentive student drowsing into a deep slumber only
to be awakened suddenly by the reverberating clang
of his steel helmet as it bounced on the wooden floor
after slipping from a relaxing grip; other sleepers
would awake with a yell as they dreamed of walk-
ing on hot ploughshares only to find the charred
embers of match sticks protruding from their shoes,
mute but convincing evidence that the familiar hot-
foot had been administered by a "buddy." Since it
was ail in fun they took it graciously and the teach-
ing officers joined in the merriment — most of the time.
There was the usual griping about everything,
which was considered a healthful condition. Busses
left camp every fifteen minutes for Little Rock and it
was not difficult to get there since a liberal policy
prevailed on passes. And when passes were for-
bidden some of the boys took a tortuous alpine path
down a steep hill to the back of camp risking their
personal safety and military security to pay a visit
to the "Honky Tonk" for a social drink, while those
who chose to live within the rules could attend
movies, frequent the day room, the PX, Service Club,
or Field House.
Approximately nine weeks after arrival, happy
GI's wrote home that basic training was finished.
They were now full-fledged medical soldiers. This
wave of happiness was short lived as a contingent
of medical officers and 105 nurses arrived to com-
plete the roster of the 13th G. H., and an order de-
scended from headquarters to begin another basic
training period. This would prove to be the third
for the boys of the 214th, which had been deactivated
on January 15, 1943, and most of its personnel trans-
ferred to the 13th. As this was the army and all the
fellows good sports, everyone griped but nobody
And so there was more tent pitching by the num-
bers with Mister 5x5 calling out the duties of the
number 1 and 4, 2 and 5, and 3 and 6 men; there
Typical Chapel at Robinson
were more bed displays, inspections, obstacle
courses, long marches to an imaginary battlefield
with realistic charges out of woodlands and across
open fields, up hills, into valleys, across streams,
with message centers and company field headquar-
ters like the real thing; simulated wounded were car-
ried by litter to battalion aid stations, then to clearing
stations for ambulance transport to evacuation hos-
pitals, and finally to the general hospital in the rear
echelon. Sometimes the going was rough on the
long marches, especially for the scouts, and it was
for everybody when the rugged climb up coronary
hill was encountered on the double at the end of the
day. Doctors all became military strategists as they
directed platoons and companies. However, every-
one seemed to survive — even those who theatrically
died in the aid stations or evacuation hospitals from
the simulated wounds received in the mock combat.
Many will vividly recall the episode of the "lost
battalion", which started out an hour in advance of
the regular force to intercept it at a designated point
according to plan, but didn't because of a mistake on
the compass or the taking of a wrong azimuth, with
the result that long after the main force had safely
returned, a bedraggled company of men returned to
camp around the midnight hour. It is reported that
the Major in charge after realizing that his command
was lost stood in the midst of them and bellowed
out "Where the hell are we?"
Nurses having been toughened by the training
marched along on the sixteen mile hikes in stride
with the men and at the signal of air attack dispersed
and sought cover from the aerial bombs dropped in
the form of paper bags of flour from the attacking
planes overhead. Behind the lines of the planned bat-
tlefield these nurses set up and administered a field
hospital where they received the casualties whose
EMT tags bore notations: chest wound; perforated leg
wound and fracture; mustard gas; burns on arms and
legs; eye abrasion. One of the girls swore that even
such rugged duty was mild compared to the shock
she received upon encountering a venomous snake
reposing in her foot locker even though the emer-
gency squad called out to battle the intruder found
it to be a harmless, artificial copy planted there by a
person or persons unknown.
One of the proud extra curricular accomplishments
of basic was the formation of a splendid band to per-
form magnificently for the parades on the field, which
became as regular as the old Saturday Night Bath
of a few generations back. Visiting dignitaries stood
Row of Hutments
in the reviewing stand as Colonel Powell over a
portable loud speaker issued the order "Captain
Klein, sound off," and as the band began the strains
of a Sousa march, the officers, nurses, and men
passed smartly before the reviewing stand with eyes
right. One such day as the nurses measured their
cadence before the stand, an old regular army offi-
cer, unaccustomed to marching nurses, blurted out
that he couldn't say they looked the best but they
sure smelled the best.
Toward the end of the last basic, everyone received
a seven-day furlough after which training was given
in the Station Hospital of Camp Robinson where
medical officers performed their medical and surgical
work, the nurses their nursing duties according to
the army method, and the men obtained practical
experience as orderlies, technicians, and clerks.
By mid-April basic training had again been com-
pleted and the unit looked forward to some action.
It was not long in coming. For several weeks orders
were given to fall out with bags packed ready for
shipment only to bring them back, unpack, and hang
the clothing in required order; no telephone calls; no
outgoing letters; everything was secret. Finally one
day it was no longer practice and everyone was
assigned a place on two waiting trains which
chugged out of Camp Robinson for points unknown,
with everyone in merry mood on leaving and many
of the boys singing the hospital theme song com-
posed by two of the enlisted men and sung to the tune
of "Solomon Levi":
Stanza 1 .
We're the 13th General Medics
And we'd rather heal than fight,
We push the pans and roll the pills
Throughtout the day and night.
We've tried to flirt with nurses
When underneath the stars,
But found it doesn't work so well
Because we have no bars.
Hey, for the Medics,
That's the place to be,
Ho, for the Medics,
That's the place for me.
Hi, for the Medics,
They save the infantry,
The Medicals, The Medicals,
That's for you and me.
We bandage heads, and splint the legs,
And carry litters, too.
With enemas and littie ducks
We know just what to do.
The work is really very hard
It nearly breaks our backs,
And if we had our way, boys,
We'd go and join the WAACS.
There are cases by the hundreds,
That we've been trained to meet.
Everything from Chicken Pox
To curing ailing feet.
When instruments are lacking
We sometimes use a fork
But the thing that bothers us the most
Is helping out the stork.
THE GOLDEN STATE
Over the vast plains of the southwest the train
caravan steadily increased the mileage away from
Arkansas and edged on into the foothills and then
the mountains of the far west. Regular stops were
made for exercises outside the cars. The scenes
gradually changed to desert, and for the first time
many eyes beheld cactus, yucca, and other arid
plants, with occasional long rows of grape vines or
groves of orange, lemon, and grapefruit in irrigated
spots. CALIFORNIA— the 13th General Hospital had
entered the proud boundaries of the Golden State.
Along in the desert bleakness the trains came to
a stop and in a rutted, one way, sand road fringed
with sage brush, there loomed a convoy of army
trucks which quickly loaded and taxied the 13th
through orange scented air to a paved highway and
finally a destination which appeared to be in the
midst of nowhere — a valley sprouting shoulder high
grass surrounded by the gentle sloping San Jose hills.
This was Spadra on May 7, 1943, a place destined
to be home for four months of life. Noses were
counted. An advance group had supplies on hand
and soon everyone was tugging at tent poles, pound-
ing stakes at improper angles, and tying guy ropes,
as pyramidal tents sprang up in planned rows. As-
signments of men to the tents were made, changed,
re-made, and re-changed without even an excusing
smile. Some tenants moved as many as ten times
that evening before settling down to temporary rest.
Six cots were dumped in front of each tent after
which each prospective occupant of a cot was fur-
nished a sack resembling a long pillow case and
directed to a stack of bales of straw. Here for the
first time the men became mattress makers, stuffing
gobs of straw into the long bags. So eagerly was the
straw accepted that those toward the end of the line
found none left. Soon an order went the rounds that
everyone must return his custom-made mattress to
Spadra Railroad Depot
Camping-Out at Spadra
the straw pile and disgorge one fourth of the contents;
later dire threats were sounded for the selfish who
sought to retain the pot bellied accomplishments of
their handiwork. A water supply was furnished from
two 3/4-inch stand pipes blocks away. Yes, a line
formed there, too.
The days ahead were busy ones with striking tents
and re-pitching them so that lines were straight or
in trying to make the tents resemble the pictures of
tents in the regulations book; ground was ditched;
grass cut down with scythes; swamps drained; fields
cleared; and within a short time tent city took on the
appearance of a regular camp with orderly rows of
tents fronting on company streets, some weak elec-
tricity produced by a gasoline powered generator, a
shower room in which two shower heads trickled
cold water onto the shivering flesh of a few of the
brave, willing for the sake 01 c:eaniiness to endure
such mild torture. Steel helmets which had served
as seats or head coverings were now found to have
more diversified uses as wash basins for shaving or
tubs for sponge baths. Water was either cold or
colder, and razors squeaked across staunch beards.
Spadra — PX and Showers in foreground shack; Tent Living Quarters in center;
Rising Hospital Wards in background
13th G. H. Float in Pomona July 4th Parade
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Barracks at Spadra
As night descended Ihe camp desert air penetrated
beneath muscle and fat, and to try to keep moder-
ately warm, woolen underwear was put to service,
OD's were worn to bed, overcoat and all, beneath
the full standard issue of three blankets. But the icy
cold still crept into beds insidiously and heads were
tucked beneath covers. Not until the middle of morn-
ing did the outside air moderate and then the burn-
ing desert sun beat down mercilessly while sweat
rolled down backs and necks.
Latrines were in the open and to cogitate there by
evening one had to be an eskimo, while during the
heat of the day myriads of air minded flies dive
bombed from above and those with naval prefer-
ence torpedoed from below. Woe was he who was
careless enough to develop a slight dysentery. And
loud became the cry "Give California back to the
Nearby buildings which had been the objects of
varying rumors turned out to be incomplete hospital
wards which were to be operated by the 13th. The
333rd Engineer Corps, who were already in the area,
started to work and the medics were set to be con-
tent in watching the buildings completed under
skilled construction hands. But the buildings were to
have more of a personal touch for most of the 13th
men as detail lists were posted on bulletin boards
announcing that the men were assigned to help the
engineers finish the job. Shovels and hammers were
substituted for medical instruments, concrete was
laid, roofs were papered, shelves erected, and the
final clean-up jobs completed; medical officers used
their scientific training by acting as construction
foremen. Medics on duty as first aid men were kept
in practice as a steady stream of ambulatory patients
flowed into the clinic with bruised fingers from mis-
directed hammers and misguided saws. Soon the
name was on all lips — "The 13th Medical Engi-
Twenty days after arrival the 13th began its first
operation as a field unit when casualties from man-
euvers in Desert Training Center of California and
Arizona were brought in. Men were assigned specific
duties as medical technicians, surgical technicians,
dental and laboratory technicians, pharmacists, driv-
ers, typists, clerks, litter bearers, guards. Nurses re-
sponded to their assignments in the wards. Medical
officers took up their practices of diagnosis and pre-
scribing, cutting and sewing together. The 13th was
functioning on its own as an independent unit. Facili-
ties were limited but improvisations were soon
Convoy of Patients awaiting train at Spadra Rail Termina
Home Sweet Home in a Barracks
Patients were brought by ambulance direct from
station and evacuation hospitals as far away as
Yuma, Arizona, Needles and Indio, California, while
some were flown by plane to nearby air fields and
wheeled from there to the Receiving and Evacuation
office from which they walked or were carried to
designated wards. After recovery they were sent
to the Replacement Depot at Pomona or San Bernar-
dino, or taken by train for further observation and
treatment to permanent general hospitals within the
continental United States, such as Bruns at Santa Fe,
New Mexico; Bushnell at Brigham City, Utah; or
William Beaumont at El Paso, Texas. For all prac-
tical purposes the Desert Training Center was re-
garded as an overseas area, and soon the food took
on an overseas atmosphere with paraffin-tasting,
non-melting butter, powdered milk, canned meat and
vegetables, and powdered eggs.
A compensation for this life was the fact that
Pomona was only seven miles distant while Los
Life became more comfortable as water heaters
were installed in the wash and shower rooms. Trans-
portation inconveniences vanished as direct bus
service between the hospital and Pomona was estab-
While the men were going through this tent and
barracks life, the nurses were housed in permanent
buildings on the grounds which had been part of a
State Narcotic Hospital.
The hospital of the 13th was built and functioning,
and a formal dedication took place July 30, 1943.
Visitors were invited and escorted through the wards.
A grand parade of the officers, nurses, and enlisted
men in Sunday best passed the reviewing stand in
solid ranks while the band played favorite marches
in spirited style. A bronze plaque imbedded in a
stone foundation proclaimed the feat of construction
of the hospital by the members of the 13th General
Hospital and the 333rd Corps of Engineers. The
dedication was solemnly proclaimed with the raising
Col. Powell and Officers on Reviewing Stand
Angeles and Hollywood measured thirty miles. A
short three mile walk down San Jose road brought
one to Valley Highway where busses could be
boarded or rides obtained from a generous, friendly
public. Covina, El Monte, and other closer towns ex-
hibited patriotic hospitality. Through the good offices
of the Hospital Red Cross Workers dances were ar-
ranged, Hollywood artists gave performances, and
invitations were extended for private operatic rendi-
tions at nearby ranches.
Gradually civilization came to the 13th hospital
personnel area as wooden barracks were erected
for the officers and enlisted men. Orders were issued
to build shelving according to army specifications
over each bunk but no issue of lumber, nails, or tools
was made. The boys had learned to improvise so
the 333rd Engineers became a simulated enemy and
stealthy raids were made on the general supplies
of this enemy. All shelves were constructed.
of the colors and complimentary speeches. This truly
was a significant event since the 13th was the first
numbered hospital ever to operate as a going unit
within the United States.
A part of the combat training to which the rear
echelon medics had to be exposed was the infiltra-
tion course. No one was excused from this important
assignment and one-third of the personnel responded
on each of three successive days for the trip to the
course at San Bernardino. Each group returned with
dread tales of what could be expected by those who
were to follow. Dressed in fatigues and carrying full
packs, officers, nurses, Red Cross workers, and en-
listed men were led into a narrow trench and then
directed over the top to work their way to an objec-
tive one hundred fifty yards distant. Barbed wire
entanglements covered the course. Real ammuni-
tion studded with tracer bullets and continuously
fired from machine guns set at the finish line whistled
Chapel Murals Painted by Enlisted Man
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three feet above the ground to become imbedded in
a hill to the rear of the trench. If one became panicky
and arose it meant death or serious injury. Along
this course the men and women wormed their way
in stomach crawls under the wire entanglements, and
where the barbs were low enough to catch the back
packs, it became necessary to wiggle over from stom-
ach to back and push forward with heel power while
raising the wire with uplifting hands. Finally with a
sigh of relief one came to the end of the lively one
hundred fifty yards and while brushing California
sand from clothes, mouth, ears, and eyes, it became
more satisfying to watch others negotiate the haz-
As the days and weeks passed many changes took
place. Some who had applied for Officers' Candidate
School received notice of acceptance; others were
sent to the newly formed Army Specialized Training
Program. Hospital ship platoons and portable sur-
gical hospital groups were formed from the experi-
enced medics and shipped away. Replacements
trickled in and new friends were made. Those de-
parting took with them fond memories of humor and
sadness. They could recall the drummer of the band
disappearing during a march as he dropped with his
big bass drum into an unseen fox hole on the
grounds; they could remember the sadness of the
camp as word was received of the death of Al
Schnoor in an auto accident and the serious injuries
received by his companions; they could picture the
home-made zoo of native snakes and animals cor-
ralled by one of the doctors; they could recall the
evening rush to the Pomona Y.M.C.A. where they
were generously given towels, the use of fine re-
freshing showers and the swimming tank; they would
also miss the sandwiches and ccffee at the Pomona
U.S.O. Center; some would remember the lessons in
Spanish, typing, mathematics, and other subjects
taken three evenings a week at the Pomona Junior
College; they would chuckle at the bewilderment of
some of the officers who could find only a few score
men in camp on a week end when passes were re-
stricted to twenty per cent of the personnel of more
than five hundred enlisted men; and most important
they would not forget the ministrations which were
given to heal the sick and injured by combinations
of themselves, the nurses, and the doctors.
Nurses in Battle Dress on Spadra Critique
The training had been thorough. The officers,
nurses, and enlisted men of the 13th had proven
themselves under conditions closely parallel to those
encountered in a combat area. On peak days as
many as 1700 patients were treated. Commendations
by the commanding general of the Desert Training
Center bore witness to the efficiency and capability
of the unit.
September 13th— after many days of rumors, the
34th General Hospital moved into the 13th area, and
it became evident that once again the 13th would be
on the move. There was the hustle of checking in
supplies and packing. More experienced by now,
everyone restricted belongings more sharply. Trains
were boarded and the outfit headed East for Brigham
City, Utah, to receive final training at Bushnell Gen-
COL. AUGUST W. SPITTLER
Assumed Command at Bushnell General Hospital
THE LAND OF THE MORMONS
After several days of travel the destination, Brig-
ham City, Utah, was reached, and as the first sights
of the city were unveiled, it appeared to the aston-
ished men and women that here at last they were
to be stationed near a town where hospitality and
good will would have no equal elsewhere, for streets
were gaily decorated, flags waved from standards
and stores, windows revealed artistic displays, all
this for the auspicious entry of the 13th. The illusion
was short-lived as it became known that this was the
occasion of the Annual Peach Festival.
The setting up of the unit was by now an old story
to the veterans of desert training. Work was almost
routine, and efficiency became a matter of course.
About half of the nurses tarried but one week after
which they were dispatched on detached duty to such
places as Fort Ord at Santa Barbara, Calif., Camp
Adair, near Corvallis, Oregon, and Camp Abbot
in Bend, Oregon, where possibility of mistaken bar-
racks would be less likely. Their barracks at Bush-
nell happened to be close to those where the male
officers were quartered, and one dark evening a cer-
tain captain on high wobbled into the nurses' bar-
racks and confidently edged his way to that part
of the building where familiar room number 8 was
located. There he proceeded to make ready for
sleeping only to be jarred suddenly into complete
sensibility by a scared feminine scream piercing the
stillness of the night air and sending a forlorn, shad-
owy form scurrying into the open holding on to dan-
gling bits of clothing. After a more careful survey
of the neighboring barracks he found the more fam-
iliar one where he would not be unwelcome in a
room number 8 of his own.
The men settled down quickly in the small, friendly
city nestling high among the mountains and beet
farms, and in the months ahead they were to look
back longingly upon their Utah stay. Red Cross Vol-
unteer Services from neighboring towns sponsored
parties, dances, and get-togethers. Wives and sweet-
hearts came to share the last few months with the
men to whom they would soon bid an uncertain fare-
well. Many men were assigned to the welcome duty
of accompanying sick and wounded to points in the
East where they were allowed extra time to visit
their homes. The others were surprised with the grant-
ing of an unrequested fifteen day furlough, and they
happily left to enjoy to the full the brief respite prior
to Port of Embarkation.
When the unit departed from Spadra, they left be-
hind them one of their own members as a very sick
patient, Captain John Bodfish, who had served as
Detachment Commander both at Robinson and
Spadra. Several of the medical specialists remained
to attend him, but Captain Bodfish died just about the
time that the rest of the group was settling down at
Meanwhile, in Washington, D. C, the higher au-
thorities had decided to transfer the Commanding
Officer, Colonel Lyle S. Powell, to another post. His
successor assumed command November 6, 1943, and
was greeted by a full dress parade of the members,
who stood in silent attention as the new commander,
Colonel August W. Spittler, was awarded the Legion
of Merit. Col. Spittler, who was stationed at Pearl
Harbor during the Jap sneak attack, had distin-
guished himself as Chief of Surgery at Trippler Gen-
eral Hospital during and after the bombing.
Events moved rapidly. The 13th was nearing its
destiny. The doctors, nurses, and enlisted men were
assigned to wards where they had the opportunity
to serve human casualties from the real battle areas,
men badiy maimed and wounded, shell shock vic-
tims, battle neurotics, types which would soon be
common patients in the echelons across the sea.
A short time before departure a story circulated
that a cadre was to be formed from the 13th per-
sonnel. Many who had looked with resigned dread
upon the nearing ocean voyage started pulling fav-
ored strings to be assigned to the group which would
insure at least a temporary respite in the states.
Soon the men were selected, and detachment head-
quarters, which had from the days of Camp Robinson
been tagged with the sobriquet "Boars' Nest", was
more than decimated as most of its occupants
boarded trains for Camp Grant and a new tour of
duty as a training group.
December 10, 1943, a little more than two years
after Pearl Harbor, the hospital unit had completed
preparations for the last stateside move, and on that
night dark forms filed silently into shaded Pullman
cars. The next stop was to be a Port of Embarkation.
GOODBYE AMERICA, GOODBYE
Two days later the trains pulled into Camp Stone-
man near Pittsburg, California, in customary reverse
with the first to leave being the last to arrive. The
nurses on detached service arrived shortly thereafter.
A compressed month of physical examinations, se-
curity lectures, and policing the area followed. Physi-
cal exams were brief, taking several minutes of a
bored doctor's time. It was whispered that if the
subject was but slightly breathing and could move,
his or her record would show for posterity that on this
occasion for once here was a perfect physical speci-
men. However, in fairness to the examiners, let it
be said that the unfit had previously been weeded
Pamphlets were handed out warning against idle
talk. The designation of the hospital was submerged
in its shipping number, 0522-L, and soldiers looked
about cautiously before discussing the merit of the
food they had for breakfast. Chow lines were long.
Luckless GI's finding their names on the K.P. list
came back with unbelievable tales of Camp Stone-
man style K.P. Company punishment was the pen-
alty if garbage cans contained more than six inches
of scrap after two thousand had eaten. K.P.'s were
threatened with Courts Martial for eating a slice of
bread in the kitchen.
One last pass gave the entire group an opportunity
to see civilian America again before shipping out.
Things taken for granted so long now assumed new
realities. Movies, soda fountains, neon lights — a last
look was taken as it was realized that it might be a
long time before such wonders would be seen again.
In the future, San Francisco tales would gain impor-
tance and glamour as reminiscing hospitaleers in
New Guinea and the Philippines discussed their last
pass in the States.
Golden Gate Bridge
On January 5, 1944, a long column of the men and
women of the 13th weighted down under bags con-
taining the required equipment, supplemented with
extras ranging from coat hangers to bourbon smell-
ing liquids, wended their way the three miles from
Camp Stoneman to Pittsburg, where they found two
river boats on which they were squeezed and com-
pressed into an immovable pack for a twelve hour
ride through a cold mist to Frisco. Reaching the em-
barkation point they filed through a long shed and
gradually ascended the gangplank where a worried
officer checked the names of those who passed. Into
the hold of the Nieuw Amsterdam, a former Dutch
luxury liner, the long file was swallowed.
Eight thousand military personnel were to ride this
transport. Places had been assigned. Staterooms
constructed for two became the nesting places for
from six to twelve nurses. However, they had the
luxury of towels, sheets, and linen, and running water
twice a day, at which times they put to use their
desert training by hoarding the water in steel hel-
mets. The male officers had similar luxuries and
were quartered six to eighteen, depending on rank,
in staterooms similar to those assigned ship K.P.'s.
The enlisted personnel were placed in what was
formerly the Ritz Carlton Bar. Collapsible metal
frames reached from floor to ceiling throughout the
vast room. Canvas strips were attached to the frames
in four tiers with in-between spaces of twenty-four
inches to make up the private bedroom of each GI.
The place was slightly cramped and the air stuffy,
especially at night when all windows were shut.
The next day, January 6th, the transport shoved off
and steamed under the Golden Gate Bridge for its
long voyage without armed escort. The speed of
the vessel made it unlikely prey for enemy armed
craft in any race. Enlisted men of the 13th were ques-
tionably honored by being selected as K.P.'s for the
other troops aboard, and as the ship plowed steadily
across the Pacific they were busy carrying from the
ship's hold to the mess hall food for consumption.
Salad, meat, potatoes, vegetable, and dessert, con-
stituting a meal, were piled hodge podge into a dish
resembling a soup bowl. Then they reversed the
procedure carting the empties from mess hall to the
hold. Five settings were held for each meal; two
meals a day were served for those whose appetites
were not voided by the waves. Officers fared better
being served by Dutch waiters at linen covered
Boxing and gambling were the favorite pastimes
during the day. News and music were broadcast on
the sun deck and main lounge. Upon crossing the
Equator, high jinx developed with some heads left
glistening after a razor treatment administered by
Alarms were sounded frequently for boat drills.
Nurses had been given kits in which they were to
pack those things they thought most necessary to lif 3-
if a catastrophe should leave them bobbing about in
open boats on the waves for an unknown period. A
peek into such kits religiously carried to the life
boats on each alarm would have revealed such ne-
cessaries as bobby pins, candy bars, fish hooks,
safety pins, and bras. Water was carefully con-
served and issued only in the morning and evening.
Despite this if canteens were not full of the precious
liquid at the mid-afternoon inspections, the guilty
parties would be placed on the punishment list. To
be on the safe side one remained thirsty from break-
fast to mid-afternoon.
The trip was not entirely uneventful. One night
when evening festivities were in full swing on the
blacked out ship, the alarm for general quarters was
flashed throughout the craft. This was not practice.
The large ship lurched forward, belching forth huge
clouds of black smoke. It veered crazily, it creaked
and groaned as it zigzagged through the waves like
an expert open field runner. The cause was a light
spotted in the ocean blackness. Gradually the light
was no longer visible and the radar indicated all
clear which returned things to normal. Following this
episode it is known that at least one 13th soldier
deserted the crowded sleeping quarters below deck
in favor of the hard boards of the open deck during
the remainder of the trip.
Eleven days after the departure of the huge trans-
port from the States the welcome sight of land ignited
a silent prayer of appreciation in the hearts of all.
Colored dots on the gentle, green, sloping hills be-
came steadily larger as the distance to shore nar-
rowed, and they then burst forth as neat homes
surmounted by brilliant red tile roofs. Small ferry
boats feverishly raced back and forth in the wide
harbor. This was Auckland, New Zealand, the first
scheduled stop where a contingent of the troop cargo
was discharged from the ship.
first experience of riding in opposite English style,
on the left side of the road, to the objective, Heme
A large hospital center had been erected at Heme
Bay and it looked as though this would be the war
locale of the 13th. This wishful conclusion gradually
wore off as the only work assigned the EM'S was
"Police de area", again, again, and again.
Passes were given every fourth day and large con-
tingents rode the trams to Sydney and other neigh-
boring towns. The large city with its many stores
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A brisk business consisting of exchange of Ameri-
can cigarettes for New Zealand coins was interrupted
only by the departure of the Nieuw Amsterdam for
the 13th G. H. destination, Sydney, Australia, which
was reached January 22, 1944. The personnel of the
13th filed off the transport into waiting ferry boats
which chugged slowly towards the train shed. Here
a transfer was made to rickety, antiquated Australian
trains which succeeded in getting all to the suburb
of Punchbowl, where another transfer to busses was
effected. Hilarity and ribald comments echoed
through the conveyances as the Americans had their
afforded a welcome opportunity for shopping, and
hasty purchases of woolen goods, yams, and sheep
rugs were soon traveling on their way to homes in
the States. The zoo provided sights of the strange
Koala Bear and the Wallaby. Pubs were opened a
half hour in the forenoon and a half hour in the
afternoon. In the near one hundred degree tempera-
ture the brief opportunity to sample Aussie beer was
a heavenly delight but many wondered whether the
brief ascension was worth it as they nursed devilish
poundings in their heads as an aftermath of the
potent 12% amber fluid.
The faithful followers of horseflesh who managed
to get out to the race track were amazed to witness
the thorobreds racing around the track in the wrong
direction. There was an air of domestic familiarity,
however, as the cash turned in at the betting win-
dows followed the usual pattern of failing to bring the
multiplied returns anticipated.
Taking full advantage of this possible last contact
with civilization, the girls rushed the beauty shops
for last permanents, sets, and manicures. After 5:30
P. M. everything in town closed and all activity
ceased. Most popular meeting place of the 13th in
Sydney was the modern Australian Hotel.
The three weeks at Heme Bay passed quickly.
Aussie "stike and aigs" supplemented the less exotic
army chow. Heavy olive drab clothes were turned
in for light summer clothing, but barracks bags
seemed to bulge and weigh as much as before the
change. Finally word was spread that the next stop
of the 13th would be Brisbane, Queensland. Another
ride in the so-called "first class" trains of the Aus-
tralian rail system was dramatically climaxed in that
city by an enthusiastic welcome from the usually
The new hospital area was at Holland Park, a
suburb of Brisbane, one-half hour by tram from that
metropolis. The 42nd General Hospital was operat-
ing a hospital here for casualties which were pouring
in from New Guinea. Almost immediately the work
of their staff was lightened as the doctors, nurses,
and enlisted men of the 13th stepped into the heal-
ing roles they had learned so well. In addition engi-
neering details were assigned to not unskilled hands
to dig ditches, clean de area, and install plumbing
in the hospital wards. Everyone was working at
something. Might this be the place?
At night there was a general exodus from Holland
Park to Brisbane where relaxation and food could be
had cheaply, despite the fact that this was a garrison
town, headquarters of the Southwest Pacific Com-
mand. MacArthur headquarters were at Lennon's
Hotel. Memories of pointed admonitions at Camp
Robinson to salute all staff cars (Chevrolets and
Dodges) became laughs here as sleek, highly pol-
ished Cadillacs whisked staff officers through the
streets without the necessity of the soldier pedestrian
pumping his arm into a salute motion. Street cars
were of the open variety with girls only performing
as conductors. Streets were narrow and cramped.
For those who had learned from experience not to
drink Aussie beer there were Milk Bars at which
milk and ice cream could be purchased, and for six
pence one could enjoy a dish of ice cream and cherry
Many places of entertainment had been set up in
Brisbane. For officers there were the American Cen-
ter and Gregory Terrace. There were swanky clubs
where admittance was limited only to officers above
the rank of Major. For the enlisted men there were
Service Men's Centers and U..S.O. Clubs. There were
splendid beaches with glistening white sand, and
clubs manned by the Red Cross. All such conveni-
ences served to make the members of the 13th satis-
fied to remain in such a place. But disappointment
loomed again as booster shots were administered
along with some new ones, such as cholera.
COL. HOMER K. NICOLL
Assumed Command at Brisbane
News rapidly spread that Col. Spittler had been
transferred and that Lt. Col. Homer K. Nicoll, Execu-
tive Officer under both Powell and Spittler, and a
Laboratory Officer of Base Hospital 13 during World
War I, was to assume command on March 18, 1944.
Soon thereafter, March 25th, orders were issued to
prepare to move. Newly found Aussie friends had
been made but there had to be a parting.
The Maetsuycker, a hospital ship on the white
sides and top of which were painted large Red
Crosses, took aboard an advance group for a rolling
trip across the Coral Sea, reputed to be the roughest
body of water in the world. A second similar ship,
the Tasman, sailed ten days later with the remainder
of the personnel, except the nurses, who remained
with the 42nd G. H. for six weeks and then proceeded
to Oro Bay where they found what appeared to be
the largest rat population on earth. Some still are
willing to swear that the rodents were as large as
dogs and sometimes took on the size of small ponies.
The girls were housed in open type barracks with
canvas walls and roof. Ordinary mosquito bars were
the only protection from insect and animal life. Rats
squealed and ran around the floor throughout the
night. A few of the bolder rodents intent on a choice
morsel managed to climb the cots and through the
mosquito mesh inflict bites on some of the girls. It
was not with any sense of regret at departing that the
nurses after a few weeks of this life smilingly walked
the gangplank onto the returned Tasman for the
rough Coral Sea voyage.
At Oro Bay the girls had their first glimpse of the
native Fuzzies with teeth stained black from chewing
Betel nuts, and with contrasting blonde hair bleached
with peroxide, an expendible item in the army sys-
tem. Here also they were privileged to attend the
1 1th Division Air Review with planes roaring past in
regular formations, soldiers marching in high para-
troop boots, and paratroopers sailing from transport
planes down through the air under their ballooning
Aside from the bumpy sea, the three passages to
Finschhafen, New Guinea, on the Maetsuycker and
Tasman were uneventful. At night the ships were
fully lighted and contact was maintained with the
Japanese Navy, the positions of the ships being sig-
nalled to the enemy every twenty-four hours. Each
person wore a Red Cross badge on his or her arm.
Since the ships were carrying hospital personnel they
were accorded the courtesy of safe conduct under
the rules of civilized war. The food aboard was the
best yet, but many who had bravely weathered the
trip across on the larger ship now could develop no
semblance of appetite for the choice and tasty dishes
All Travel Was Not by Train, Ship, or Plane
2\ — Sanitary District Crew at Work
25 — Operation Mud
26 — Improved New Guinea Highway
27 — Cocoanuts on ground alongside Enlisted Men's
28— Buildings in the Making
29 — Building Completed
IN NEW GUINEA'S TEEMING
The 13th General Hospital was destined to spend
most of its army life in the dank, teeming jungles of
New Guinea. From some 45 acres of swamp land,
hot and overgrown with the lush plant and animal
life of the jungle, sprang a hospital with twenty-nine
pre-fabricated ward buildings. Long hours and days
of heavy labor under depressing conditions were the
lot of the 13th in accomplishing the task but accom-
plish it they did to their everlasting credit. Before
even a ward had been completed, patients were be-
ing received in temporary ward tents and men had to
lay aside their carpentry and cement mixing duties
to turn their talents to the better known art of healing.
The first detachment on the Maetsuycker had
arrived at night. From the ship in Langemak Bay
could be seen many small lights where feverish activ-
ity was going on. With the approach of dawn a
steady stream of trucks and motor vehicles could be
seen plying their way along the sandy shore. This
was Finschhafen, destined to be one of the great
bases of the South Pacific.
Col. Nicoll stands outside one of Buildings of
Enlisted Men's Tent Area No. 1
Ashore the men gaped at the furious activity before
them in a wilderness. Their first close look at jungle
was had as a convoy of trucks carried them through
muddy, rutted roads. At a seemingly impassable
point in the jungle wall, they turned into a narrow
road where a sign, almost overgrown with tentacles,
proclaimed that this was the site of the 54th Evacua-
In the spot assigned the 13th, a hot, damp, ener-
vating heat repelled the GI's as they jumped from the
trucks. Two or three buildings, nearly in ruin and
partially overgrown with vegetation, were visible.
One, an old German mission, had served as field
headquarters for the troops who had invaded this Jap
stronghold only a few months before. Hundreds of
foxholes pitted the area. An air alert the first night
and twenty-four hour guard duty were grim warn-
ings that they were in a genuine battle zone. Only
sixty miles away Japs and Yanks were slugging it
out in the front lines.
Enlisted Men's Tent Area No. 4
The first few weeks were a kaleidoscope of activi-
ties. The area had to be ditched and drained, the fox-
holes filled, unserviceable buildings razed, the jungle
hacked through and thrust back. Three eight-hour
shifts kept the work going on round the clock. Knee
deep mud and stifling heat became accepted facts.
Atabrine was taken with the regularity of eating.
Before donning shoes and clothing, close inspections
had to be made for detection of dozing snakes and
other forms of jungle life. The ever present green
mould on clothes became taken for granted.
Other contingents began to arrive. Those who had
remained for two days at Milne Bay were flown in.
These were closely followed by the members who
had left Brisbane on the Tasman, and then came a
small group who arrived on a liberty ship. Except
for the nurses the unit was complete.
Gradually out of chaos form came into being. The
first installation completed was the nurses' quarters
and then the emergency surgery building, first of its
type in New Guinea. Nearby, the laboratory, phar-
macy, X-Ray, and headquarters were housed in tem-
Meanwhile the men of the 13th had been busy with
their own homes, tents pitched in shimmering ponds
of oozy mud. Such quarters were gradually trans-
formed by the industrious home makers into tents
with elevated floors, built-in shelves, closets, desks
and other home-made or borrowed furnishings. Be-
fore the departure from New Guinea no well-equipped
tent would be without its sunken cold box in which
would repose a few bottles of cool beer and delica-
cies received in welcome packages from home. Light-
ing systems of candles, gasoline, or mosquito repel-
lant illuminated the tents with a ghastly, flickering
light. Stronger light could be had by slushing to the
mess hall where 40 watt bulbs cast pale reflections
on the oil drum tables. Later every tent was equipped
with electric lights.
While the men, like eager beavers, were engaged
in their building activities, the nurses arrived from
Oro Bay aboard the Tasman. The expected recep-
tion committee was not present at the dock to greet
or meet them, and here they sat in the open alongside
their belongings taking a drenching in the daily
downpour. After four hours of this moist welcome to
The name of 13th Medical Engineers coined at
Spadra became a reality on the under side of the
earth as the medics wrested hard coral out of pits,
then crushed and used it for filling and leveling the
area. Despite the sizzling temperature, incessant
rain, and quicksand mud, and the much too frequent
requisitioning of lumber and other material by ad-
jacent units, buildings began to take shape. Men
became more proficient in construction work as prac-
tice developed short cuts. Unloading crews hastily
removed the contents of the never-ending line of
trucks bringing lumber, cement, pre-fabricated units,
and other equipment. Electric lights and plumbing
Engineering units came and went during the con-
struction phase. The old German Mission was the
hub of the building activity. Finally the 866th EAB
arrived to help erect the ward buildings and com-
plete the job.
Finschhafen, ambulances arrived and the girls
poured themselves into the interiors for a ride to the
secluded home which had been prepared for them —
the stockade. One boundary fronted on the ocean.
The other three were land boundaries marked off
with barbed wire fences screened with canvas. At
night large spot lights threw their powerful beams
on the building and around the grounds of this gold
fish bowl while guards paced before the entrances
to make certain that only those privileged to live
within the enclosure could gain admittance. Despite
the detailed precautions the planning brains had not
anticipated the strange and uncanny movements of
the sea as male swimmers were helplessly caught in
the ocean currents and surely wafted onto the beach
front of the stockade. To overcome such strange
forces of the waves a mesh fence was built out into
the sea and helpless men no longer found themselves
on sands out-of-bounds.
Not content with their building accomplishments
on necessary structures, the medical engineers em-
banced on the construction of a theatre with seats
made from cocoanut logs and a stage featuring a
screen made of a canvas fly-tent stretched across
trusses. This spot became the center of off-duty activ-
ity. Movies were shown three times a week. Men
and women of the hospital sat through rain, dressed
in helmet liners and raincoats, watching Hollywood
figures darting about on the screen. The first stage
show was performed by an Australian Mobile Enter-
tainment Troupe. Other such units, U.S.O. Trouba-
dours, name bands, and famous personalities such
as Irving Berlin, Lanny Ross, Candy Jones, Al
Schacht, and Judith Anderson did their acts.
Engineer outfits, infantry and tank units — all
pitched in to help the 13th build a chapel, an officers'
club, a new theatre to replace the one first erected,
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34— Here Tis
35 — Tents Open for Airing
36 — Outdoor Theatre
37 — Registrar and Detachment of Patients Office
38 — Emergency Ward Tent
39 — Dermatology Ward
43 — Telephone Exchange and Post Office
44 — Communications through the Palms
45 — Headquarters
46 — Detachment Headquarters, left; E. M. Laundry, right
47 — Post Exchange
48— Barnyard Golf beside GI Wash
Chapel at Finschhafen
and other buildings. Junglized tents with floors, studs
and frames grew up in company streets. Small pre-
fabricated buildings at the end of streets named
North Shore Drive, Garvey Boulevard, Brisbane Ave-
nue, housed the first flush toilets seen by the natives.
In the Southern area a community arose named
"Home Town", complete with miniature golf course,
and horse stables. Boats and outriggers were fash-
ioned and launched; swimming piers were extended
out into the water. As there were few items to pur-
chase, metal coins lost all value and men engaged
in contests of skill to see how far out to sea they
could scale the coins along the water surface.
Other pastimes were introduced. A "Farmers As-
sociation" developed with keen competition arising
as to which section could grow the best crop of rad-
ishes, watermelons, and tomatoes. Various types of
handicraft were practiced and Aussie coins were
converted into bracelets, necklaces, and watch
bands. Cocoanut shells were converted into trays,
buttons, and other bric-a-brac. Walks built above the
muck connected the buildings in the hospital area.
Nurses exerted their influence to obtain white paint,
and furniture in the sick wards took on a more aes-
thetic appearance. Parachutes decorated the Red
Cross recreation hall and officers' club.
Taverns and pubs are not even a rarity in New
Guinea. They just aren't. Arrival of beer from the
States was a slow process. Soldiers who had been
taught to improvise looked upon this situation as a
challenge to their ingenuity and so there was con-
cocted in the jungle the "Purple Passion Drink". A
heat lotion consisting of 90 % alcohol, colored a deep
hue by the addition of Gentian Violet, was freely dis-
tributed for relief of skin reactions to the extreme heat.
It soon became known that the amount of Gentian
Violet added was harmless to the internal organs,
and so the violet colored heat repellant mixed with
GI grapefruit juice became a delectable purple cock-
tail to be leisurely sipped under cocoanut trees while
the birds and monkeys of the jungle provided a caba-
ret background of wierd, discordant sounds. With-
drawals of the heat repellant soon became so enor-
mous that an investigation disclosed the practice of
lifting one on good old Uncle Sam. A silent cease
and desist order was devised by adding camphor
to the solution but the cease and desist was of short
duration as a well trained GI employed his knowl-
edge of chemistry by straining the solution through
charcoal and thus removing the harsh tasting cam-
phor. The "Purple Passion Drink" was an innocent
passing incident in this lonely jungle far from home.
No one is known to have suffered any ill effects.
COL. ALLAN B. RAMSAY
Assumed Command in New Guinea
Months had passed since the 13th arrived. The
bleak rutted road the hospital personnel had trav-
elled when they arrived at this forlorn spot was now
lined with installations from Scarlet Beach to the
staging area of the 32nd Division — some 35 miles.
Hospital routine was established. Despite all the rec-
reational activities, the doctors, nurses, enlisted men,
Red Cross workers and dieticians were daily per-
forming their errand of mercy and military service.
Sick and wounded were being brought in regularly,
mostly from Morotai, the advance echelon of the New
Guinea fighting. Some were brought in by boat,
others by plane. After the invasion of the Philippines,
most casualties came from those islands. The sights
which had chilled the men and women at Bushnell
now became ordinary medical and surgical cases
which required prompt attention, patient treatment,
and sympathetic understanding.
The summer was hot; one day the thermometer
registered 140 degrees in the dank humidity. Per-
spiration flowed profusely, and the tempo of life
slowed. Uniforms were scanty. Garrison rules were
relaxed with saluting and inspections a rarity. Never-
theless, morale was high and the hospital was func-
Colonel Homer K. Nicoll, who had succeeded to the
top post of Commanding Officer upon the transfer of
Colonel Spittler in Australia, had remained unruffled
by the difficulties of terrain, mud, and lack of engi-
neering facilities in Finschhafen. He had been an
omnipresent figure throughout the erection of the hos-
pital. But the ways of the army are unknown to the
directing powers themselves, and Colonel Nicoll re-
ceived orders to assume new duties as executive
officer of the 26th Hospital Center in Manila, while
Colonel Allan B. Ramsay reported to take over the
13th command on December 28, 1944.
53 — Natives Lay Air Strip Sidewalk alongside Coral Road
54 — Labor on the Beach
55 — Friendly Neighbors
56 — Number One Boy
57 — Native Cemetery
58 — Fuzzies Leave Hospital Area after Cocoanut Harvest
59 — Leaving Native Village for Big Sing-Sing
Shortly after his succession as commanding officer
base orders went out to restore garrison discipline
with its despised saluting and propriety of uniform.
A brief time before this new order an unusual dress
parade was being held on the road through the hos-
pital grounds when a patient in the Neuropsychiatric
ward shouted out "You guys should be in here in-
stead of us." Gradually a semblance of rule book
discipline was restored amid occasional grumblings.
Frequent excursions were made into the hospital
area by the Fuzzies in search of cocoanuts. The co-
coanuis would be shaken from the trees and hulled
by the men. The women would then pick up and
carry the loads, and the Fuzzies would be back off
to their villages. Occasional trips by the members of
the hospital were made to native villages but the
heat and tangled vegetation made the journey ardu-
ous. The general conclusion was that the sight of
a smelly, dirty, fly-infested village was not worth the
The new theatre which had been installed seated
2500 persons. The stage was equipped with foot-
lights, overhead lighting, revolving side screens, and
dressing rooms. To the rear of the theatre was the
radio and sound room with controls installed for vari-
ous broadcast programs. The studio was equipped
with microphone sets, turntables for recordings, and
a radio. Nearly 200 small amplifiers located in every
ward, clinic, office, detachment building, and tent
carried from the station news broadcasts, musical
programs, and even training programs as "Why We
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Medical Supply Building
Probably holding top place in the interest of hospi-
tal personnel and patients at Finsch were sports.
Baseball, basketball, softball, all shared the spotlight.
Teams from neighboring units played their best on
fields leveled off by army equipment. Sectional and
island champions were crowned.
Animal life was plentiful and some species were
readily cultivated as pets. The dental clinic devel-
oped the prize pet — Willie — a bald headed, fine tailed
parrot. He learned to yell out "Beer Call," and a few
other choice expressions innocently acquired from
admiring GI's. As Willie had become a part of the
13th and civilization it became fitting in the minds of
his dental associates that a feather trim was appro-
priate for him. The technician who performed the
clipping did not reckon with the laws of nature for it
seems that Willie's tail feathers were trimmed a wee
bit too short as a result of which his sense of balance
was disturbed and he wobbled around with an
inebriated stumble. Finally one fine day Willie fell
headlong from a perch to which he had ascended,
and when the medical aid men recovered him the
emergency medical tag which they attached to his
leg indicated a long incised chest wound. As' part
of the 13th, Willie was immediately rushed to sur-
gery where a delicate surgical operation was per-
formed by a top-ranking surgeon, and Willie recov-
ered from the operation and as the tail grew back in
length he recovered from the feather trim. Later he
was smuggled to Manila where one day he hap-
pened upon an open bottle of sedative pills which
suited his sense of smell and taste. The sedatives
soon disappeared and shortly thereafter Willie also
disappeared in a parrot grave after a fitting military
Another pet was Chigger, an Australian mongrel,
who could be petted by only a chosen few. Having
been injured he continued to limp about the base
though X-Rays disclosed that his injuries had been
Willie the Parrot Gets Lecture fror
Nurse on Psittacosis
During Thanksgiving and Christmas elaborate holi-
day meals were served with printed menus to iden-
tify the courses. Turkey with the customary trim-
mings was consumed in the atmosphere of gaily
decorated mess halls. During the impressive Christ-
mas ceremonies of 1944 the piercing desire for home
was temporarily forgotten. Catholic services inau-
gurated the spirit with Midnight Mass in the Chapel.
During the morning at the Protestant service a Christ-
mas Pageant was performed by members of the unit
under the direction of Chaplain Luginbill and Cap-
tain Textor, who also acted as organist. The trained
13th choir of male and female voices missed none of
the yuletide carols, and throughout the day a Night-
ingale chorus of nurses paraded through the wards
singing carols to the accompaniment of a portable
organ pushed along on a GI food cart.
Plaster-of-Paris Snowmen Visit Finsch
Yule Decorated Ward
Mess Hall with Wards toward rear
The stay in New Guinea was not all pleasant. Dur-
ing the early weeks dysentery struck viciously. The
latrine, known as Rabaul, because of the many trips
paid to it, was always crowded, and seas of mud
made the numerous trips difficult to traverse. The
jungle dampness and torrid heat had their effect upon
skins. Innumerable dermatological diseases became
prevalent. Calomine lotion and Gentian Violet cov-
ered the bodies of many. Emergency airplane flights
carried to the States many of those suffering the
effects of jungle-rot.
Tragedy in the form of death also made dread vis-
its. Nelle Crout, who had been Chief of Nurses from
the inception of the unit, died in the midst of the in-
hospitable jungle. She had directed the nursing
duties in a firm and kindly manner, and had en-
deared herself to all those whose position or work
brought them in contact with her. Death also came
here to Eugene Stinetorf, one of the enlisted men.
A lull in military activity in New Guinea resulted
in a slackening of the admission of patients. Sud-
denly news of the Philippine invasion was broadcast,
and soon the full force of the hospital went into action
as casualties from Leyte, and later Luzon, were hur-
ried in for treatment.
Enlisted Men's Housing Project
May 8, 1945 — rockets and flares lit the skies under
the mantle of the Southern Cross as the great news
was flashed that the war in Europe had ended. Ger-
many had capitulated. Celebrations were wild. Car-
bines, rifles, and ack-ack cracked loudly with ammu-
nition flying wildly into the air. Casualties of the
victory celebrations were soon being registered on
the hospital records, and medical work continued
from the effects of peace as well as war.
Thoughts ran to a rapidly disbanding army and
home, that most wonderful word in all the world. For
many of the younger soldiers a United States without
Franklin D. Roosevelt would seem strange. When
news arrived in New Guinea that he had died on
April 12th, the sorrowing men and women recalled
vividly the Sunday morning at Camp Robinson when
they stood in ankle-deep Arkansas mud as the
Commander-in-Chief in caped overcoat reviewed
them from his passing automobile.
On May 30, 1945, Lt. Col. Evan M. Barton, who had
weathered the 13th G. H. campaign as Chief of the
Laboratory Service, was placed in command upon
the assignment of Colonel Ramsay to the 120th Gen-
eral Hospital. It was Colonel Barton's good fortune
to guide and direct the hospital through its final
peace-time moves, and then to witness the demobi-
lization of this grand hospital group.
The New Guinea job was about finished. Fighting
had moved to the West of that great base, and it was
no surprise when the rumor gathered momentum that
a move was impending. Preparations for the move-
ment were routine. Buildings were dismantled and
wrecked carefully for re-use of the lumber which
was marked, inventoried, and stacked for removal,
only then to be abandoned since the ships carrying
the personnel had no room for dead timber.
On June 6, 1945, the New Guinea skies opened with
a heavy downpour of farewell rain as the 13th bade
a last adieu to the region. Hallowed memories of the
trying early days spent here mingled with expecta-
tions of what was to come. The men left on the
James O'Hara, an APA, and quietly watched the
fading coast of New Guinea and Hollandia vanish
into the horizon. The ship was one of a convoy of
sixteen heading for the Philippine Islands where the
13th would be re-established. The nurses again were
sent on detached duty to the 4th General Hospital
and the 119th Station Hospital, after which they pro-
ceeded to the Philippines, mostly by plane, a few by
Completed Hospital at Finschhafen Dedicated to the Men and Women
of the 13th General Hospital
COL. EVAN M. BARTON
Assumed Command in New Guinea
MANILA, PEARL OF THE ORIENT
The beautiful City of Manila was one of the first
conquests of the Japs. From the rail of the James
O'Hara the city seemed nearly intact. The harbor
was sprinkled with sunken vessels and giant spars
poked their heads from the water. Harbor traffic was
heavy as ships dodged around the partly submerged
wrecks. Several days passed before the men dis-
embarked on June 17th, and climbed into transport
trucks waiting at the dock. The wreckage of Manila
immediately became more evident. Shattered houses,
gaping walls, and scattered debris were mute re-
minders of the fierce air bombings, naval shelling,
and close-up combat fighting. Rubble filled much
of the streets.
After two hours of aimless cruising while the truck
drivers sought to ascertain their bearing after missing
a street azimuth somewhere, the convoy lurched to
a stop at the Wack Wack Club, a swank country club
which shortly before was entertaining the Jap Gen-
eral, Yamashita, and the heavy brass of his official
staff. Large tents studded the golf course. The area
was teeming with women and children offering for
sale bananas and pineapples. Philippine women bal-
anced heavy, loaded trays on their heads. Cries of
"Veectry, Joe, buy cheep" filled the air.
There was little trouble getting this place in livable
condition. Within two days electric lights were in all
tents. Barber shop, Post Exchange, Chapel, head-
quarters, supply, and motor pool tents had been
erected. Here at last was army living for the enlisted
men. Each tent had its particular Filipino boy to
make the beds, sweep, clean, and tidy up the inte-
rior and exterior. Filipino girls would come daily
to take away soiled clothes and return them washed
and ironed. Yes, army life was at last getting tol-
Chapel at Manila
73 to 79 — War Ruins in Manila
Manila Water Front
Medical officers were assigned to their professional
duties at the hospital center. The nurses, who had
been given quarters at Clarke Field, did temporary
duty at the 248th General Hospital. Enlisted men
were given work at the medical depots, and then de-
tails began worikng on one cf Manila's first pre-
fabricated air conditioned hospitals.
On August 14th the apathy resulting from uncer-
tain waiting was suddenly broken as the report was
hysterically shouted from one to another that the
Japs had surrendered. At last the war was over, and
all plans, tentative or otherwise, went up in smoke.
The celebration in the jungle which had marked the
fall of the Third Reich was minor compared to that
which greeted the Nipponese surrender. Men avari-
ciously started counting their points with home ap-
pearing closer and closer.
As work slackened following the peace, men and
women found more time to visit Manila and its en-
virons. Diversification was plentiful. Such places as
"Cafe Society", "Japs Surrender Bar", and others
opened their doors wide now that there was no fur-
ther fear by the native population of a Jap return.
Tours were made to Santo Tomas, Bilibid prison, the
Walled City, Bataan, Corregidor, and other famous
places. A few weddings of members of the nursing
corps took place followed by delightful receptions at
the Officers' Club. To liberate and prove their frus-
trated skills, the army cooks baked huge tiered wed-
ding cakes which helped the solemnity and grandeur
of the nuptial festivities. In true military fashion the
brides resorted to swords for slicing the cakes.
Cattle Car to San Fernando
248th G. H.— Manila Medical Center
A few days before October 1st, men with 70 points
or more were transferred to the 37th Division which
was heading for home. Although the breaking up of
an outfit is always a sad occasion, few were sorry
to see their pals leave for it was but a foreshadowing
of their own return.
On October 1, 1945, the entire personnel of the 13th
departed for Cava, La Union. There preparations
were made for a forthcoming voyage to Japan. Ru-
mor was that the 13th would be deactivated; another
rumor was that the 13th would serve as a hospital
for the occupation troops. When everybody, this
time including the nurses, boarded the U.S.S. Dau-
phin, nobody knew for sure what lay ahead. The
ship left the Philippines October 22nd and arrived in
the harbor of Sasebo, Japan, on October 27th. The
trip was uneventful.
LAND OF CHERRY BLOSSOMS
Four months before, hostile gunfire would have
greeted the new arrivals. Now Japanese peacefully
moved about on the shore. The harbor was crowded
with ships. Almost upon anchoring the desired news
arrived that the hospital would be deactivated. With
new spirit the men labored for eight days unloading
the hospital cargo after which the entire personnel
boarded trains for Kokura. Here the Tamaya depart-
ment store had been requisitioned and was being
converted into a hospital. The members of the 13th
81 — Fukuoka Streamline Transportation
82 — Kokura Maxwell Street
83 — Mount Fujiyama
84— Jap Mother and Child
gave this hospital a start until the 307th General Hos-
pital moved in to take over the facilities. This unit
became enamoured of the number 13 and soon there-
after with proper permissions having passed through
channels, the 307th G. H. became officially on Feb-
ruary 10, 1946, the 13th G. H. This new-look 13th G. H.
functioned in Japan until December, 1946, when it
There being nothing to do now, the members of
the original 13th became sightseers and tourists.
Shinto Shrines and Geisha Houses were visited.
Samurai swords, Jap pistols, silk kimonas, pearls,
china, and lacquered bric-a-brac were eagerly pur-
chased as souvenirs. Japanese beer made from rice
was bought in quart bottles. On shopping tours the
nurses were objects of curiosity for the Nips who
would never fail to stop and stare curiously at the
painted fingernails which they had never before
Gradually the point score sank — 68, 67, 63. By
December 5, 1945, all the hospital members with
more than 63 points had left the Separation Center
near Nagoya. The others soon followed. Homeward
trips were made by plane and boat. The landings
took place at varying ports on the West Coast and
then came the overland trip to separation centers
nearest HOME— HOME SWEET HOME.
Best Welcome Ever
This short account of a great hospital unit in a
great war must necessarily have omitted some things
which some member may think was most startling or
important, but in Minnesota, in Texas, in Illinois, in
Vermont, in California, in every state of the union,
it will help bring back fond memories of the places,
incidents, and people who made the 13th General
Hospital an outstanding organization. The clearing
in New Guinea where the 13th G. H. operated may
now be covered with the flora and fauna of the jun-
gle, the other encampments may have changed their
character, but the 13th General Hospital will live on
in the hearts of those who at some time or other
were a breathing part of it.
13th GENERAL HOSPITAL
(Assembled from available rosters)
^t Indicates deceased
ACUNA, LAURO S.
ADDISON, ROBERT G.
ADEN, IRENE B.
AHOLA, VANER A.
ALDERETE, LOUIS E.
ALAMSHAH, ROBERT C.
ALBINO, WILLIAM A.
ALEXANDER, RALPH H.
ALEXOVICH, ANDREW, JR.
ALFORD, RALPH I.
ALLFREE, MARY BLANCHE
ALTMIX, RITA (OLSON)
AMNER, CHARLES E.
ANDERSON, FRED L.
ANDERSON, JAMES T.
ANDREWS, CARROLL W.
ANGE, LUTHER M.
ANGELL, EDGAR C.
ANGELO, OTTO M.
ARCH, WILLIAM M.
ARNOLD, FELIX E.
ARNOLD, ROBERT C.
ARONER, JOSEPH L.
ARONSON, EDMOND A,
' ASPEL. JOSEPH M.
ATKINSON, CHARLES L.
ATMORE, FRANCIS A.
AUSTIN, ELLSWORTH A,
AUSTIN, WILLIAM A.
AYCOCK, ELIZABETH (DEITICH)
BAAR, WILLIAM D.
BAKER, CLAUDE A.
BAKER, JAMES M.
BAKER, MIRIAM (MARKEN)
BAKER, ROBERT A.
BALL, THOMAS R.
BALOLIK, FRANK J.
BANJAVIC, EMIL T.
BARCLAY, WILLIAM A.
BARKLEY, HOWARD E.
BARKWELL, FOSTER S.
BARNES, EVERETT D,
BARNES, KENNETH O.
BARONE, DOMINIC J.
BARR, FRANCES C.
BARR, VIRGINIA M.
BARROW, STEPHEN J.
BARRUS, JAMES E.
BARTEL, JOHN H.
BARTLETT, A. W., JR.
BARTON, EVAN M.
BARTZ, MELVIN E.
BASS, ROY E.
BASSETT, LEROY E.
BATES, ERNEST L.
BATTAGLIA, CHARLES P.
BAUM, HUGO C.
BEAHM, THOMAS H.
BEAT, JAY R.
BEAVERS, MAX D.
BECK, HAROLD V.
BECK, HELEN I.
BECK, MILO W.
BEDRICK, JOHN W.
BEEKMAN, VINCENT J.
BEEMON, FRED E.
BEERS, LARRY M.
BEETS, EARL R.
BEHRNDT, HARRISON R.
BELLER, LESLIE H.
BELOIN, ERNEST E.
BENNETT, JOSEPH R.
BERGLUND, WILHELM A.
BERNARDI, VICTOR D.
BERNIE, JACK L.
BERRISH, MICHAEL J.
BERRY, EVERLY N.
BETTINARDI, JOHN R.
BETTS, CHARLES E.
BEVERLY, BERT I., JR.
SEVERS, MAX D.
BEYER, EDWARD H.
BIANCHI, AMERICA W.
BIBBY, ALBERT E.
BIELAK, ALVIN J.
BINKLEY, PAULINE O. (JACOBSON)
BiHGLECHNER, ALFRED J.
BISHOP, LORAINE (ARMSTRONG)
BITLER, JOHN F.
BLAJE, VINCENT V.
BLANTON, WILLIAM S.
BLAYLOCK, THIRL W.
BLAZEK, JOHN V.
BLOUNT, HUBERT B.
BOBIS, JOHN E.
' BODFISH, JOHN H.
BOLLUM, HELEN A.
BONFIGLI, EMILE J.
BONG, OTTO C.
BOOKER, LEE C.
BOPP, LAWRENCE A.
BORIS, ALBERT J.
BORSKI, DAVID R.
BOTTOLFSON, HOWARD I.
BOTTS, MABLE M.
BOUCHER, MILDRED E.
BOUDREAUX, CHARLES A.
BOWER, HOWARD A.
BOY, FRANK E.
BOYDSTON, EARL E.
BRAND, LELAN L.
BRANSCOM, CARL H.
BRAUCH, ALLAN E., JR.
BREMER, FRANK O.
BREMER, JOYCE M.
BREUHAUS, HERBERT C.
BRETT, JOHN F.
BRIGGS, CARLYLE V.
BRIM, WILLIAM A.
BROCK, CLAYTON E.
BROCK, ELSON F.
BROCKETTE, ERNEST A.
BROOKER, FRANCIS M.
BROOKS, KENNETH E.
BROSOSKY, CHARLES V.
BROWN, HOLDEN D.
BROWN, REX V.
BROWN, STANLEY M.
BROYHILL. KENNETH D.
BRUCHS, VILAS H.
BRYAN, BERNICE A.
BRYANT, THADAUS H.
BRYON, JAKE K.
BRZEZINSKI, MATTHEW B.
BUCIOR, JOSEPH E.
BUE, RUTH T.
BUHLER, MAC W.
BUNDING, IRBY M.
BUNKER, MARY E. (PACE)
BUOTE, HAROLD F.
BURKE, JOHN E.
BURKE, THOMAS J., JR.
BURNETT, ROBERT A.
BURNS, RUSSELL H.
BUSCH, FRANK W.
BUSH, LONNIE A.
BUSH, WILLIAM H., JR.
BUSHAW, ROBERT J.
BUSSAS, ERWIN E.
BYRD, JAMES H.
CAIN, DACK G.
CAMERON, WILLIAM G.
CAMPBELL, ROBERT H.
CANCELLIERI, CARMELO P.
CAPPADORO, VINCENZO J.
CARDER, RALPH B.
CARLSON, BERNICE A.
CARLSON, D. W.
CARLSON, EDWIN M.
CARLSON, JOHN M.
CARLSON, RICHARD E.
CARLSTRAND, CHARLES VERN
CARON, RUSSELL H.
CARROLL, JOHNNIE B.
CARTER, DAVID N.
CARTER, H. J.
CASHMAN, MALACHY J.
CASSIDY, ALEXANDER J.
CASSIDY, EDWARD W.
CATO, JOSEPH P.
CAVNESS, RAGON C.
CEBALLOS, EDWARD T.
CERVONKA, GEORGE W.
CHAMBERS, ROYCE M.
CHAPMAN, JOHN P.
CHAPMAN, KENNETH E.
CHATTERTON, FRANCIS C.
CHEEK, CARL R.
CHILD, SARAH G.
CHRISTENSEN, GEORGE E.
CHRISTENSEN, LILLIAN K. •
CHRISTENSEN, MARY M.
CHURCH, WILLIAM R.
CLANCY, LEO G.
CLARK, GEORGE J.
CLARK, WILLIAM J.
CLARKE, RAYMOND E.
CLEMENT, ROY C.
CLENDENIN, INEZ E.
CLIFTON, CLYDE W.
CLINE, VIRGIL L.
CLUMPNER, HOWARD F.
COHEN, J. C.
COLE, J. C.
COLLET, JOHN W.
COLLIE, MICHAEL B.
COLLIER, RACHEL O.
COLLIER, WILLIAM A.
COLLINS, LEO W.
CONNER, ADINE R.
CONRAD, GENEVA (OSWALT)
CONRAD, LEONARD W.
CONWAY, A. C.
COOK, EARL R.
COOK, HERBERT W.
COOK, JAMES W.
COOK, JACKIE D.
COOK, MILDRED M.
COONTZ, JOHN WALKER III
CORDAK, HENRY C.
CORDTS, IRMA L.
CORNELL, CHARLES M.
COSTELLO, JAMES W.
COTTON, ISAAC, JR.
COTTON, MEYER L.
COTTON, VICTOR G.
CRABTREE, ROBERT H.
CRACKEL, ROBERT H.
CRANE, CYRIL V.
CRAWFORD, GENE J.
CRAWFORD, THOMAS W.
CROCKER, JOSEPH J.
CRONIN, JOHN L.
CROUCH, ROBERT D.
CROWE, FRANCIS T.
CROWE, LAWRENCE C.
CRUICKSHANK, MARY JANE
CUDNIK, ALOYSIUS B.
CUNNINGHAM, EDWIN G.
CUNNINGHAM, JAMES H.
CURTAIN, DANIEL A.
* CZAJA. WALTER J.
DAINS, ROBERT F.
DANFORTH, CHARLES J.
DANIELS, MERLE J.
DARCO, MICHAEL J.
DAURIA, SALVATORE M.
DAVIS, DELBERT D.
DAVIS, MRS. NELL M.
DAVIS, ROBERT E.
DAVISON, HARLEY R.
DAViSON, VICTOR A.
DAWSON, LAWRENCE W.
DAY, CHARLES A.
DEAL, JIMMIE P.
DEAN, DOROTHY F.
DeBUNCE, BOYD W.
DECKER, LILLIAN GOLDIE (STEWART)
DeDOMINICIS, HENRY F.
DEERING, THOMAS N.
DeLYRE, WOLF R.
DeMAIO, THOMAS G., JR.
DEMERS, HELAIR J.
DEMETER, ALEXANDER C.
DENSON, DELMAR R.
DENTON, R. L.
de PEYSTER, FREDERIC A.
DEPUTY, JAMES F.
DEPUTY, RALPH B.
DeSMITH, DAVID P.
DeSTASIO, MARY C.
DEVITT, PHYLLIS M.
DEW, CHESLEY O.
DEXHEIMER, BETH (ROSS)
DICKERT, HOWARD J.
DICKSON, BRUCE W„ JR.
DIGGS, ARTHUR E.
DiGIORGI, VIRGIL H.
DIMMICK, LOUIS K.
DIXON, FRED K.
DIXON, WARREN FIELD
DAMAGALSKI, RAYMOND F.
DOMREN, WESLEY M.
DONMOYER, JACOB P.
DONOHUE, JAMES D.
DONOVAN, DOROTHY A.
DORSCH, FRANK, JR.
DRAA, CECIL C.
DRAGANCEWITZ, GLADYS (HUBBARD)
DRAGE, MARTHA O.
DRAKE, DARWOOD S.
DROEGE, CHESTER C.
DROWNES, HARRY J.
DROZDA, RAYMOND J.
DRUMHELLER, FLOYD J.
DRUMMER, D. L.
DUGAN, JOHN O., JR.
DUGGAN, MARY A.
DULGAR, WILLIAM H.
DUNFEE, GLADYS I.
DUNLOP, DIANNE E.
DUNNE, FRANCES E.
DURAN, PETE E.
DURAN, JOSE W.
DYBWARD, JOHN C.
EARHART, GEORGE H.
EBERLY, JEROME F.
EBY, IRENE M.
EDEN, HENRY A.
EDNEY, SAMMY B.
EDWARDS, DONALD J.
EDWARDS, THOMAS R.
EGGERS, OSCAR R.
EICK, WILLIAM H.
EIDSNESS, LILLIAN B.
ELLEDGE, MARSHALL S.
ELLIS, RAYMOND C, JR.
ELLIS, WILLIAM A.
ELLSWORTH, JAMES W.
ELOWSON, JOHN W.
EMBURY, ROBERT E.
ENGE, GENE N.
ENGEL, HOWARD W.
ENGEN, HARTMAN O.
ENGLISH, THOMAS P.
EPPERSON, CAROL (SWENSON)
EPPERSON, JOHN A.
EPPERSON, ROBERT B.
ERICKSON, DUANE A.
ERRINGER, HAZEL L.
ERWIN, JAMES C.
ESSERY, JOSEPH L.
ETRHIEM, ELMER W.
EVANS, MARJORIE (KEKIE)
EVATT, JAMES P.
EVRIDGE, GENE B.
EWELL, WINCHESTER H.
FALCONE, FRANK J.
FARENCE, JAMES O.
FARMER, PAUL H.
FARLESS, THOMAS L.
FARLEY, DALE J.
FARLEY, ISAAC D.
FAULKNER, WILLIAM P.
FAULKENBURRY, SIM M.
FEIOCK, JACK L.
FELDMAN, MARY LOU (DUNCAN)
FELL, EGBERT H.
FENTON, ROBERT F.
FERGUSON, JAMES W.
FERNANDEZ, JOHN G.
FICKE, LLOYD W.
FIELDS, DELWIN E.
FILIP, MITCHELL J.
FISCHER, GEORGE E.
FISHER, DOROTHY E.
FISHER, ROBERT V.
FITTANTO, DANIEL V.
FLASKAMP, ROBERT J.
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