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“Peeling spuds”
Record Group 111: Records of the Office of the Chief Signal OfficerSeries: Photographs of American Military Activities
Photograph of six African-American soldiers working Kitchen Patrol peeling potatoes.  Four men sit on wooden crates peeling.  Two large buckets are in front of them, and one is filled with potatoes. Many potatoes are on the ground at their feet.  To the right of the picture a man is standing holding another large bucket of potatoes.  Another man on the right side of the photograph is looking on.  Behind the men is a wooden fence.  A pair of jodhpurs or perhaps long underwear hangs on a clothesline strung just above and behind the men.
The photograph is mounted on a card identifying the photographer as Pvt. McLaughlin.  It was taken on 11-20-2023.  The original caption reads, “K. P.’s of the 518th ENGRS peeling spuds.  Camp Canet, Base Sec. No. 6, Marsaille, Bouches du Rhone, France.”
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stonecoldsilly · 1 year
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i was gripped by a fever im not even sorry kp hob got me down BAD
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breathalyzerfail · 2 years
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There is a very small, very sad moment when Hob assures Sylmenar that he won’t take up much space in her lovely house overlooking a lake because he will often be away on matters of war; especially since their whole betrothal is intended to secure alliances between their courts in the face of war with the Unseelie and Wonder.
The PCs are the PCs. They are — to borrow Andhera’s phrase — at the center of many spokes in a very rapidly spinning wheel. They have other matters of plot and story consequence on their plate in and around this theatre.
But I find this small scene of tenuous connection between Hob and Sylmenar to be so compelling because it is likely happening all over the Bloom and maybe all over the Fey realms. It is a small taste of what it must be like just a little away from the center of the wheel.
Their entire world is taking the plunge into war and faeries high and low, big and small are taking a deep breath and looking for a hand to hold.
All this to say, I think Hob/Sylmenar could be pretty cool actually.
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Still team ruehob but I do think hob and lady sylmenar would be a goddamn powerhouse of a platonic political marriage couple.
I got this like headcanon that that lady sylmenar is like just as autistic as hob but is introverted and knows everything about one (1) subject and has kind of been an outcast. I am partial to the obsession being with bugs (I fuckn love bugs guys like so much you don’t even know) but really anything slightly weird. And she knows so much about it that like it’s helpful in almost any situation in a weird way. Like the lens of life for her is through the special interest.
Just hob not really getting orders that much anymore cuz there’s not that many wars going on rn and them just going into the forest looking for bugs and shit to make the greatest extension of fey bugs ever documented.
Also Hob becomes like if GIS were a person.
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daydreamerdrew · 5 months
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brighteyes-things · 1 year
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Batboys "he's safe with me" moments
A/N: this was a random idea from one little TikTok video I had in my saved
Warnings: mild violence and mention of injury
Summary: moments the batboys knew they were safe with you, basically the moment you said "he's safe with me"
DICK GRAYSON 💙
He was exhausted the entire week but when Friday night came along oh boy
You definitely weren't expecting to see wally knock on your door helping hold up a tired dick but it happened
Why was he tired, there was many reasons
Such as covering shifts on patrol for Bruce, on top of his civilian duties and Nightwing duties in bludheaven, it just caught up with him
Wally explained they were supposed to hang out at the bar to shoot pool and such for guys night
Only for dick to faceplant on the table into his drink, wally saw that as his cue to take him to your place to rest
As you helped lay dick on your sofa and made him comfortable the words left your mouth
"Don't worry K.P he's safe with me, he always will be"
Dick won't say this out loud but that was the moment he fell hard for you
He always knew he was safe with you but hearing you say such made his heart flutter
He's so used to protecting others that he forgets he needs protection himself
Even if it's from further embrassing himself in public
He's thankful for Wally's idea to bring him to you and your kind words
The next morning he shows his thanks by offering to cook you breakfast in bed
You told him to not pull another Tim again
JASON TODD ❤️
Your his bf/gf so your already a badass in his book and he won't take no for a answer
But jaybird does train you for just in case emergencies when he's not around or can't get to you in time
So this incident occured a few months after you started training with red hood
You and Jason were walking back home at night after a date night, you both weren't paying attention as you bantered about what ice cream flavor was better
And suddenly you were both pushed back by a mugger and when you glanced up there was actually a group of three such muggers
Your boyfriend was about to step in and show them just how he thought about disturbing his night
But God damn he will never EVER forget the next thing he heard
"Awww you think you're safe with him doll face?, Your outnumbered"
The smirk on bird boys face when he heard your comeback
"Your outmatched, and another thing he's safe with me I can kick your ass as my boyfriend watches"
He was a blushing mess because he knew you were right
But those words "he's safe with me" stuck to him as if he needed to hear that
Ever since than he's been trying his best to be more open with you
He realized that not only would he kill for you if needed, you'd do the same for him and he loved you ever so slightly more for such
And after watching you kick ass , he made a promise to give you more advanced training
Just to watch you kick ass again with a smirk on his face
He's head over heels for you
TIM DRAKE 💛
The moment happened out of nowhere and he loves it all the more
It was you, him, and a few people from his team just playing video games spefically Mario kart
Even more spefically the Mario kart balloon battle and Tim was down to his last balloon
Superboy was about to pop his last balloon until the words left your lips
You popped a balloon with the phrase "try again, Timmy is safe with me loser"
Tim smiled ear to ear even if it was only in video game the phrase meant more to him than just that
It meant you'd keep him safe if needed and the way you put your yoshi cart in danger proved such
The moment is his favorite with you because of those words
He doesn't mind protecting others but it's tiring and when he's home he just wants to be Tim not red robin
And you do keep him safe, in small ways at least
To Tim, snuggles, kisses and quality time as a couple count as keeping him safe
He loves you more than coffee itself
Well maybe just as much as coffee
He still loves you though even if you're his second love :⁠-⁠)
DAMIAN WAYNE (aged up) 💚
It was after a mission with killer moth gone wrong that nobody expected
It went from looking at him hoarding lamps to a whole warehouse exploding with Damian and his brothers inside of it
Dami received the most damage due to being in the front force of the blow
It was dick that told you everything that went down and that he'd need a week's recovery at the most
Dami was not happy about the injury especially since it was from C-list villian that's hardly a threat
But your words made him feel slightly better about the bumps, sprains and bruises
"Don't worry I'll keep him safe until he's better again"
He almost teared up hearing such things from his beloved lips
He was taught either killed or be killed and he's still adjusting to the new ways his brothers and Bruce showed him
So to hear that you'd have him kept safe when he's injured and vulnerable felt alien to him
His heart swelled up with admiration for you and for the first time couldn't wait to be taken care of
After he did get better he took you on a date as a thank you for taking care of him
"I don't know what I'd do without you beloved"
He loves you body and soul and what you spoke that day sealed the deal
He Only has heart eyes for you
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bisekcual · 2 years
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I think hurting Slymenar's reputation would be a big concern to Hob in his decision to leave the goblin court. He knows he could never marry her, but wants it known that is no reflection on her. Apologises deeply in private, affording her whatever story she wants to play about him because he doesn't care for his reputation any longer. He volunteers stories which allow her to show power over him- a public berating from her, if she wants. But she is simply happy for him to have found someone to share his bog, with no need to hide away his things.
GOD. SNIFFLES. SO REAL. SHE'S SUCH A GOOD PERSON. k.p. "you can hit me if you want" hob would absolutely offer all manner of ways for her to salvage things and put him under in the process - not for nothing, he's already casting himself out of the courts, so why would he care if they looked down on him? and i think sylmenar appreciates that, because unlike him, she's going to have to deal with the fallout in her court, but i think she'd turn it down, saying that she admires his decision too much to twist it against him. (and that she hopes to get an invite to the wedding.)
i know the rumor-spreading is a thing that was mostly afforded to the PCs, but i like the idea that sylmenar would actually turn around and talk hob and rue's decision up. not necessarily put her name to the rumor, but to spread around the idea - isn't it lovely, to fall in love in a way that changes everything? isn't it so romantic, to decide the only thing you need is to honor that love, duty be damned? wouldn't we all like to love like that?
not being involved in the circuit of courts, this gossip is not something either rue or hob would see hind or hare of for a long time, and so it's almost not even a favor to them. why do they care if some random arch fey suddenly thought they were right about love? they already knew that. but for lady sylmenar, those thrilling moments in parlor rooms where she begins suggesting these things to other fey represent possibly the first time she's truly spoken her mind in years. and that's everything.
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years
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"TIRED OF K.P., DESERTS ARMY TORPEDOED, NOW WAITS FATE," Toronto Star. May 15, 1942. Page 38. === Back With Unit, Soldier Faces Civilian Court - May Return to Sea ---- SENTENCE MONDAY --- "B" Police Court at the City Hall, Magistrate McNish.
Charged with breaking into a service station at Fleet St. and Spadina Ave. May 9. a soldier pleaded not guilty.
Max Folson testified a window was found broken, a pit door smashed and the office ransacked.
P.C. George Henderson stated that at 230 a.m, when trying the door of the station, he had seen a soldier in the office. After running around the building the man ran out the front door. He arrested accused who denied being in the building. Accused was without a cap he said but in the office he found a soldier's cap.
"If I did anything of that kind, I was was not responsible. I had been drinking wine from early afternoon," said accused. "If I was in there I don't know anything about it. All I can remember is the officer arresting me."
"He had been drinking but I would not call him drunk." said P.C. Henderson when queried by the court. "There will be a conviction," said his worship.
"This man has a clean army record with one exception which needs explanation." said an officer from his unit. "Tired of cookhouse duty he deserted but only to join the merchant marine. His ship was torpedoed and he was later returned to us and he served a period of detention, We are returning him to the merchant marine. His intentions were good and he has been a good soldier."
"I will remand him until Monday for sentence," said Magistrate McNish.
Yesterday preliminary hearing of a charge of manslaughter against Hypolite Zdanek, charged with slaying Peter Mondura, began before Magistrate McNish. but a remand was found necessary and the hearing was put over until today.
Evidence yesterday was to the effect that deceased had been found apparently intoxicated, with his face covered with blood, Iying in a lane off Oxford St. Removed to Claremont Street police station as a drunk he had been set to hospital.
Prof. Dr. D. L. Robinson, who conducted the postmortem examination, stated deceased's eyes were discolored, his breast bone broken. Deceased had received a crushing blow on the abdomen which showed evidence of surgical repair. There had also be a small tear of the bladder which had not been sewn. There had been evidence of peretonitis.
"Deceased might have received these injuries if struck by an auto?" asked Frank Calloghan. defence councel. "Yes." replied Dr. Robinson. Sergeant Melntyre of Claremont Street station said deccased had been brought in as a drunk, but his blackened eyes and other facial injuries caused him to have the man taken to hospital for treatment. Returned to the station he had been placed in a cell where he complained at intervals of abdominal pain. Later he had been taken back to hospital where he subsequently died.
Mrs. B. Bednorsky, Lippincott St. testified that deceased had roomed in her home for 10 months. He had left the house at 3.30 p.m. on April 26 and was "perfectly sober at that time."
"You have been in trouble your self?" asked Mr. Callaghan.
"I don't see that has any bearing here." replied witness.
"You got eight years for killing a man with an axe?" "I didn't."
"Well you served five years at the penitentiary?" "I know in my heart whether I was guilty."
"You were convicted of the offence." I don't think I have to answer that."
"I am the one to decide that." said his worship. "Answer Mr. Callaghan."
"Yes, I was," replied witness.
At this point County Crown Atorney James McFadden informed the court that both Detective-Sergeant Munro and Pilot Officer (Dr.) Howe were ill and another remand. this time to May 22, was necessary.
Bail of $3,000 for accused was renewed.
Appearing for sentence on three charges of shopbreaking, Steve Witiuk was sentenced to two years less a day in the Ontario reformatory. Robert McDermott jointly charged and who also pleaded guilty was given one year definite and one year indefinite in the same institution.
"Witiuk, you did not live up to your probation when given a chance." said the court. "You, McDermott, did so and representations were made in your behalf and I am taking this into consideration."
DRIVER FINED $50 --- "A" Police Court, at City Hall, Magistrate Browne. Appearing in "A" police court for sentence on a charge of dangerous driving,John Verrall, alias Verrault, was fined $50 or 30 days.
P.C. Daniel Glover told the court that accused drove south on Ontario St. and made a sharp turn on Dundas St. "He stopped the car and investigating, I found that the accused was driving with only part of a steering wheel," said witness.
In registering a conviction, Magistrate Browne said: "Here you are driving a death-dealing machine. with only part of a steering wheel."
Gordon Horn pleaded guilty of stealing a bicycle. sweater and $18, the property of W. Fenn. He was remanded until May 22 for sentence.
"This boy obtained a job with Mr. Fenn as a messenger," related. Det. Charles Martin. "He was given a bicycle, sweater and orders to deliver. He collected $18 and disappeared. When I arrested him he told me that he threw the bicycle in the Don river. It was valued at $65 and has not been recovered."
TWO ARE SENTENCED ---- "C" Police Court, at the City Hall, Magistrate Prentice Noel Messier and Rosa Messier appeared before Magistrate Prentice in "C" police court for sentence on a serious charge. The accused man was sentenced to the reformatory for two years, less a day, and six months Indeterminate; the woman to one year in jail.
The convicted woman was led out of the court in a hysterical state.
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shiftyskip · 5 years
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Robert Van Klinken
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The real Robert Van Klinken 
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While he is a really minor character in the show, he’s still a part of Easy. Everyone’s important to remember, especially the boys who didn’t come home. 
Robert Van Klinken was born October 31, 1919 in Loomis, Washington to Walter and Cora. His grandfather immigrated from Holland to the USA in the late 1880s. It is reported that he still spoke a bit of Dutch, even overseas. His family moved from their town in Loomis to a town called Twisp in the early 1920s. He had a sister named Susan, called Susie. She was a bit younger than he was. When Robert was around 15 years old, his mother had another son, Gene. 
Robert was a country boy, who loved hunting and fishing. His parents became tenant apple orchardists. They never owned their own farm because they were very poor. Even though they were very poor, they never went without food. His sister was also described as spoiled. She even had her own horse. But even when she was spoiled, her and Robert never fought.
Robert graduated from Liberty Bell High School in 1939. His sister graduated the next year and almost immediately got married to Robert’s good friend Johnny Klinkert. They had a son together, named Walter (called Walt). After graduation, Robert began work as a diesel mechanic. He also worked some in logging. Robert was said to be “a good natured young man who dated a lot and dreamed of getting married someday.” 
When the war started, Robert was in his mid twenties. He believed that he was too old to go to war. at the time, he was working with a defense industry company in Alaska. The job would’ve kept him out of the war. Robert was registered for the draft on July 1, 1941 and was drafted soon. Robert wrote, saying “Uncle Sam sure played a dirty truck on me when he put me in the army. I signed a contract with Deims Drake Company for 1 year to work as a mechanic in Kodiak Alaska at $450 a month. I bought a ticket for $87 on the steamship Yukon and $40 of clothes and was all ready to sail. Just about 15 hours before I was to leave, the Army called. If I’d got to Kodiak they would have given me a deferment as it was an air base for the Navy.”
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(I HAVE NO VAN KLINKEN GIFS FIGHT ME)
Robert sent many letters home to his parents, Susie and her husband Johnny. In his first letter to Johnny, he stated he was trying out ot be a paratrooper. He got in, and became a member of Easy Company. A month later, Robert wrote to him in September of 1942, from Camp Toccoa. Which he wrote, “Toccoa has a reputation for making Supermen, and it’s not wrong.” In another letter to his parents, he wrote, “This is the best and toughest outfit in the army. It beats the regular army and the navy. It’s like the Marine parachute troops. The definition of a paratrooper is a soldier who lands in hell in a parachute and runs the devil away with his own fork.”
The harsh training under lovely, lovely Sobel didn’t seem to bother Robert. HE ACTUALLY ENJOYED THE WORK OUTS. He wrote, “Boy I sure feel swell. Nothing to worry about, and got a swell bunch of fellows in our barracks.” Winters wrote that along with Pat Christenson, Lipton, Carson, and Rainer, Robert scored among the highest in the physical competition. 
Robert, as previously stated, really, really liked dating. So in one letter, he wrote, “All the girls want to do is sit at home or go to church. I had a home cooked meal last Sunday at my girlfriend’s place. Boy it sure was good.” In another letter to his sister’s family and his dog (Sleepy), he wrote, “What do you think of the snapshot of my lady friend? She is going to be madder than hell at me because I didn’t go to see her and go to church. I sho cain’t figure out these Southern folks. All they want to do is go to church.” He later wrote to Susie and Johnny about a girlfriend he was serious about, “I am going to my girlfriend’s house in New Orleans. I might get married, but I won’t say for sure...We haven’t made up our minds yet, we might wait till after I get out of the Army. I figure it’s better that way...There’s also a darned good chance of me not coming back.” (cue me ugly crying)
He signed most of his letters : “So long, Bob”. 
Robert made his last jump Christmas Day. He states that after getting their wings, they were going to have a feast. Robert enjoyed all of his jumps. He said that 80% of jumping is guts. 
Robert was head over heels in love with his girlfriend, Joyce. (Trust me, I don’t know if all these women are the same women...) He wrote, “I am the happiest man in the U.S. The little lady is going to wait for me to get out of the Army. She is a girl any man could be proud of...maybe you think I am a damned fool for going with a girl that has been married. I don’t care what you or any of my relatives think about it. Al that matters is that we have each other....We both cried when I got in the plane in Oklahoma City...When I got over the camp...I jumped out and said, “Joyce, this one is for you.”...I am so darned happy that nothing can hurt me.”
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(Source: @alexpenkala, thank you for sending me this photo and the link with it!! Here is the link: https://ww2gravestone.com/people/van-klinken-robert/amp/)
Sadly, Robert’s happiness wouldn’t last long. Walter, Robert’s father, died in early 1943. Robert received an furlough back home. He got an extension to stay a bit longer with his family. 
Apparently Robert liked guitars. He wrote in one letter, “I bought another guitar the other day...It sure is a honey.” He even signed this letter with a nickname, Rip.
He wrote in February, after arriving back with Easy, “How did Sleepy act when I left? Hope he didn’t feel too lonesome. The poor little rascal. Walt is sure a sweet little guy. I sure wish I was back home and had a cute little fellow like him to take care of....I have to write on to my “old lady” tonight. She only wrote 11 letters to me while I was on furlough.” 
1943 was not a good year for Robert. By the time April came around, Joyce had broken up with him. She had met another guy and left Robert for him. But even with all this, Bob’s letters were always happy. He wrote this about the break-up, “Well it looks like I got “outranked” by a 1st lieutenant from Fort Sill, Oklahoma. She figures the duration is too long to wait. Anyways, it’s all over and it makes no difference. As Johnnie Rogers says, “I can get more women than a passenger train can haul.”
There were a few occasions that Robert wrote about him and his fellow Easy Company members went out and had wild drinking parties. One time, he and all of first platoon got drunk. They all received punishment for their drunken actions and had to sleep outside. Another time he claims that after he and Skinny Sisk came out of the hospital together, they were drunk for three days. He also got into a bar fight. Some civilian pulled a knife on a “one of the boys”, so Robert and a few men from the 506th and 505th Airborne “cleaned out the joint.” Robert was punished with a fine of $20 and 3 weeks restrictions, with K.P. duty. He also had to buy a new shirt after ruining his.
Robert has health problems in late 1943. He was up for a medical discharge, but received a 10-day furlough that he spent hitch hiking. After the furlough, he continued going to the hospital everyday. When his health cleared up, he was reinstated to Easy.
Soon after, they were headed across the sea to England. Sobel wrote to Johnny, with the famous letter:
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(THIS IS NOT THE REAL LETTER. This is from Marcus Brotherton’s quoting Sobel’s letter. AGAIN NOT THE ORIGINAL I AM JUST LAZY)
Aldbourne and training left no time to write letters for Robert.
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Robert jumped on D-Day, June 6, 1944. He and other Easy men eat the cookies and cake sent by his family right before they entered the planes. He survived the jump but was injured some point after the jump. He got a piece of shrapnel stuck in his arm, what he called “a flesh wound”, and was sent back to England to recover. He wrote that being in the hospital was worse than fighting. “You get to thinking about your buddies you lost over there and you can’t do anything about it.”
Still interested in the women, Robert wrote home about Phyllis, a woman from home. But he stated it didn’t matter that he hadn’t heard from her in a while, since he had too much to worry about over there. He also said “there will be lots of girls left in the states when I get back.” That was his last letter home.
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(This is the transcribed version of Robert’s letter. Again: NOT ORIGINAL)
Ten days after this letter was written, Robert jumped into Holland.
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Robert fought to Nuenen on September 20, 1944. In most accounts, once in Nuenen, he was hit by a machine gun burst as he tried to run forward to attack the Germans with a bazooka. He was killed instantly.
But according to Pat Christenson, after Robert’s death, Robert didn’t die that way. Pat writes, “The last house had an open field next to it. I parted the foliage of the hedge that separated the field from the house. I just have been spotted by a German machine gunner. Before he could fire, I pushed through the hedge and dropped into a ditch just on the other side. Robert Van Klinken, one of my riflemen, was following me closely. [Van Klinken] must’ve peered through the same opening as I had, just as the German machine gunner depressed the trigger. Van Klinken was hit with three bullets.”
Christenson grabbed Robert and pulled him through the hedge. Robert was still alive, but he was dying. Robert had been hit in the groin and twice in the chest. The men had to temporarily leave him behind to take cover from a German tank, they retreated behind the house. Christenson attempted to get Robert back to the safety of the house, but the Germans fired upon them every time they made a move towards Van Klinken. Finally, Private Longo, the medic of first platoon, walked over to Robert “as if the war had ceased”, picked him up, and carried him. Robert was still alive, but his face was ashen and Christenson knew he’d be dead soon.
Robert’s death would have a lasting affect on Christenson.
The telegraph home to Johnny on October 9, 1944 (19 days after Robert had been killed), read: “The secretary of war desires me to express his deep regret that your brother-in-law Pvt. Robert Van Klinken was killer in action of the 20th of September in Holland. Letter following. Ulio-adj. General”
October 11, the letter arrived, still addressed to Johnny. It restated the facts that Robert had been killed, with no further details. It ended with: “I know the sorrow this message has brought you, and it is my hope that I’m the time of knowledge of his heroic service to his country, even unto death, may be sustaining comfort to you. I extend to you my deepest sympathy.”
A telegram was also sent to Robert’s uncle Herbert that informed Herbert to tell Robert’s mother. The telegraph, not the letter, to his mother. A letter was sent to Robert’s father, but his father had passed away already, informing him that Robert had been awarded the Purple Heart posthumously for his actions.
On April 13, 1945 Captain Himes, a chaplain with the 506th PIR, wrote to Cora, Robert’s mother. The letter read: “I believe I can answer some of your questions...Robert was killed while voluntarily acting as a scout locating enemy positions during an attack. He was given a Christian burial in Holland. You asked for some names of his friends. I can give you these, Sgt. Denver Randleman, Pvt. William Wingett...He was a fine soldier, and an expert rifle shot, and was aggressive and brave in action.”
One final letter was sent to his mother, four years later to tell her that Robert’s remains had been interred at the US Military Cemetery in Holland. To this day, that’s where he remains.
Robert did not have an official funeral back in the USA. His grave marker in Twisp says the wrong year, marking his death as 1943 instead of 1944.
Susie took his death hard for several years. She felt a lot of resentment for 45 years after his death. One day her daughter Cora found Susie crying, worried, she asked her what was wrong. Susie replied, “Today is the day I finally have forgiveness in my heart.”
Susie always wanted to visit her brother’s grave. Sadly, Susie never did. But her granddaughter Gariann and a friend backpacked across Europe. Gariann asked her Grandma if there’s anything she wanted her to do in Europe. Susie told her, “Tell him we love him and haven’t forgotten.”
A neighbor, a young boy at the time, of Robert’s family was affected by Robert’s death, his name was Chuck Borg. He later joined the army. Years later, he was in Holland when he stumbled upon the cross bearing Robert’s name. When Band of Brothers by Stephen Ambrose was published, he saw the name again. He was later adopted into the Van Klinken family after reaching out to them. When he returned to Twisp, he created the Robert Van Klinken Memorial Scholarshop at Liberty Bell High School in Twisp, Robert’s school. The scholarship rewards hardworking, adventurous country boys like Robert with college money.
Robert’s grand-grand-nephew J.R. Matkins even got to attend an Easy Company reunion along with his family.
Gariann says, “...our family will always love him. He’ll always be very much alive in our hearts.”
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thecomicsnexus · 5 years
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The Ageless Orientals That Wouldn't Die!
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CAPTAIN AMERICA COMICS #2 APRIL 1941 BY JOE SIMON, JACK KIRBY AND REED CRANDALL
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SYNOPSIS (FROM MARVEL DATABASE)
When two bankers named Benson and Finley meet to discuss fear of tax evasion due to recent FBI interest in their business activities Benson is not afraid. Shortly thereafter, FBI agent Thompson is murdered a giant seemingly indestructible creature. Hearing gun shots, fellow agent Betty Ross goes to investigate and finds that Thompson is near death, he warns her that his attackers were invincible and she fails to stop one from escaping into the night. When Benson explains that he has arranged to have the FBI agent investigating them murdered, Finley freaks out as he does not want to be party to murder, and so Benson has his minions giant "Oriental Giants" slay Finley. With Finley out of the way, he orders his giant slaves to next go after Betty Ross. When they do, they happen to be spotted by Captain America and Bucky who are on patrol. The two heroes clash with the Oriental Giants, forcing them to flee without eliminating Ross.
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The following day at Camp Lehigh, Betty pays a visit to the camp and Steve Rogers is given grief by Sgt. Duffy for flirting with her while on K.P. duty. Soon the camp is attacked by the Oriental Giants. The attack is forced away when Bucky manages to kill one of the giants by tossing a grenade at it, however they are still puzzled to know where the monsters came from and what had actually killed them. Angry at this failure, Benson then sends his minions to rob banks and bring him as much wealth as possible. These robberies attract the attention of Captain America and Bucky, and during the fight, Captain America is taken prisoner and taken to Bensons hideout.
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There Benson explains to Captain America that he found these creatures while on an expedition of the Himalayan mountains. Learning that these near indestructible creatures could be killed by loud noises he enslaved them and forced them to return to America with him in order to amass a great deal of wealth. With the truth revealed, Bucky would smash through a window and free Cap. During the course of the fight, the duo would set off a large cannon that would kill the creatures and cause a wall to collapse on Benson, killing him. When the police would arrive on the scene Captain America and Bucky would flee. The next day while on KP duty they would be chastised by Duffy in front of Betty Ross for slacking off at the job again.
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REVIEW
Yes, it’s a bit racist.
Scratch that, they are not even considered human. It’s totally racist.
The one thing important about this story is that it’s the first time the Captain uses the round shield.
The rest feels a lot like a rip-off of other comics of the time. The one thing that remains different is the fact that Cap and Bucky are also soldiers.
I am sure this story seemed like a good idea at the time.
I give the story a score of 6.
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My battle buddy Private Lundy told me that somehow the platoon came together today while I was at K.P Duty - I wish I were there for whatever happened.
 
'Kitchen Police' duties did allow me to skip out on physical training this morning, but my muscles seemed to have tightened up and became more sore and stiff from the lack of stretch and exercise.
 
The Platoon has only recently been allotted thirty seconds for showering. I am so filthy I'm uncomfortable with my own self. My feet are black with dirt, and my fingers and toes have dirt cake underneath the nail. I'm beginning to feel sticky all the time and body odor has been an issue. 30 seconds is not enough, I'm so sick of it.
 
I don't have allot of time and have to manage it well, so I'm off to shine my boots.
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21:05 (right after lights out / writing under green wool blanket with flashlight)
Last night the Drill Sergeants took all the unsecured locks from the lockers and locked them all together. During this morning’s accountability formation all the locks were brought out in one big-knotted bundle.
All the soldiers whose locks had been taken had to sit in the middle of the company sifting through all the combinations of the nodded bundle of locks, until each of the Privates had found their own personal lock.
All the recruits fumbled frantically threw the knotted bundle, dialing in wrong combination after wrong combination, while the rest of us got the shit smoked out of us.
Unfortunately, we all have the same identical everything, even combination locks, thus making it imposable to simply visibly distinguish whose lock belonged to whom, so each lock and combination had to be painstakingly sorted through - The physical correction the Company Recieved took a while and ran consecutively into this mornings Physical Training routine.
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Best of MN Doughboy 1918
No diary entry again today. I wanted to take the opportunity to look back on Robert’s year so far and highlight some of my favorite posts. 
If you knew someone who wasn’t aware of this project -- say a relative or coworker or, I don’t know, anyone connected with a newspaper or podcast or someone with a couple million Twitter followers -- this would be an excellent post to share with them. 
Some of these posts are educational, some are a little funny, some are touching, some just led me to unexpected places. I like them all for very different reasons.
Introduction - in which I try to explain what I intend to do and why.
Wedding - in which Robert’s life takes an extraordinary turn. (Feb. 14, 1918)
Last Day - in which Robert spends his last day in St. Paul attending what turned out to be a fairly historic boxing match. (Feb. 25, 1918)
First Letter - in which Robert writes to his sister from Camp Dodge, Iowa and includes a fantastic self-portrait. (Mar. 5, 1918)
Leaving Camp Dodge - in which Robert boards the train for the embarkation camp at Camp Mills, New York. This post relies heavily on a great little book called War in Words. (Apr. 12, 1918)
Bon Voyage - in which Robert sets sail. Includes some amazing info and pictures of the English passenger ship Adriatic and the fascinating tactic of Dazzle Camouflage. (Apr. 24, 1918)
Liverpool - in which Robert and the 140th Infantry disembark at Liverpool. (May 6, 1918)
Le Havre - in which Robert reaches France. One of many posts that benefit from another fantastic resource: From Doniphan to Verdun: The Official History of the 140th Infantry. (May 9, 1918)
The “40 and 8″ - in which Robert and I learn about a very common, and uncomfortable, method of transportation in WW1 France. (May 11, 1918)
General Pershing - in which I learn about the amazing behind-the-scenes negotiations that took place between the Americans, British and French and shaped the training, organization and deployment of the new American Army overseas. Really long post, but one of my favorites. (May 22, 1918)
Training and K.P. - in which Robert gives me a remarkable little 2-day story that I found really moving and inspiring. (May 23-24, 1918)
Potash & Perlmutter - in which Robert and I read the same book, 100 years apart. Another personal favorite. (May 26, 1918)
The 140th Goes to War - in which Robert’s regiment has an all-out brawl with another regiment. (May 28, 1918)
The Big Picture - in which I take a step back and learn a little about where Robert fits into the larger scheme of things during this point of the war. (June 1, 1918)
Sgt. Haley - in which Sgt. Haley - well, apparently he shot one of his own men. (June 17, 1918)
Overseas Caps and Puttees - in which I learn about two iconic pieces of the doughboy uniform. (June 19, 1918)
Baseball, Boxing and Bees - in which the 140th celebrates Independence Day. (July 4, 1918)
Allotments and Pay - in which I use the utterly fantastic Pershing’s Crusaders to help understand how soldiers were paid and how they sent (mandatory) payments back home. (July 10, 1918)
Drinking - in which I owe a great debt to  Pershing’s Crusaders and its explanation of the problems raised by alcohol, young men far away from home, and the growing Prohibition movement back home. (July 13, 1918)
A Pawn on a Chessboard - in which Robert is confused about why they are moving back and forth across France and I take another big-picture look at the war to figure it out for myself. (July 24, 1918)
Letter to Dad - in which Robert writes to his dad, and I love every single thing about it. (July 29, 1918)
On Guard - in which Robert spends yet another night on guard, and I take the opportunity to learn about what guard duty in the trenches was like. (August 10, 1918)
Laid to Rest with Loving Care - in which the 140th loses four men and I connect the dots between the 140th, the cemetery where they buried their dead, and a 2018 commemoration  happening next month in France. (August 14, 1918)
There you have it - highlights from a 7-1/2 month span of my grandfather’s life, 100 years ago. Can’t wait to see where the rest of 1918 takes me. Thanks for coming along with me.
Next: Too Many Roberts
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marwahstudios · 4 years
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NEP Will Bring Enormous Changes In Education System- Sandeep Marwah
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New Delhi: “There was a deep requirement of Coordination, consolidation, synchronization and amalgamation of complete education system in India right from the beginning level to higher education, this New Education Policy is going to bring a new enthusiasm in the whole system,” said Dr. Sandeep Marwah Chancellor of AAFT University of Media And Arts in a state level webinar organized by The Scout Guide Organization Karnataka.
“I extend my heartiest congratulation to the Government for declaring new Education Policy after 34 years. It was long due and now it has covered many new aspects of current education system too. The formation of new organizations and committees will have better control on the system and will bring solid results in developing manpower of our country,” added Dr. Sandeep Marwah also Chief Scout For India.
Dr. Manjunatha Officer on Special Duty Scouts Guide Organization Karnataka, Dr. R. Christodas Gandhi IAS Retd. Addl. Chief Secretary Government of Tamil Nadu and Dr. Raj K.P. Sinha National Commissioner of India Scouts Guides Organization also spoke on the occasion. The seminar was attended by large number of students from Karnataka.
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July 29, 1943(1) Dear Ma,  Well I have more time to write to-night. I’m fire guard or one of the three fire guards in the barracks. All I have to do is hang around & see no fires get started during the day. Then I’m on from 9:00 P.M. to 11 P.M. Then the other guys are on till 3 AM then I am on till 4:45 A.M. at that time I turn on the lights and get the guys up. Then we are all on duty all day. We don’t get K.P. and we don’t do any work except keep our eyes open.  Give my love to all the people there. Cousin Hattie, Aunt Millie, & Aunt Carrie.  The army is going to be good I think. We get better CocaColas than you do.  Any kind of soap 5¢ (2) Tube of toothpaste 8¢ (3) Candy Bars 4¢ (4) Everything is like that. I’ve been going steady since I got here. The only time we can even go to the toilet is at night. We can’t wash, shave, or shower till night either. If it’s urgent we can go to the toilet.  Just one day and I’m all purple from my dog tags. These fatigue clothes are swell and the underwear is very comfortable.  We had all our tests to-day. We saw quite a few movies one on sex hygiene really almost made me sick to my stomach. (5) It was worse than the medical museum. I could hardly eat supper. I called you up because I was told I had a call and I was to call operator 86 in Boston so I did. I got no answer. Then I called you because I thought it was probably you who was after me anyway. My O.D. (6) uniform is rather tight but it looks good on me. I hope I ship out of here to-morrow I’m anxious to start some real training. I really felt good getting up early (4:45) I had breakfast, & had my mess kit washed, my bunk made etc. all before 6:30 I bet we marched six or seven miles to-day just going from one place to another.  It’s quite cold here at night. We have just two blankets and two sheets.  Oh yes we didn’t get our overcoats. We got our winter uniforms etc. But no overcoats. I suppose I don’t need to worry about that yet. If I’m here Sat I could call you up. You could come to Ayer (7) Sun. Go to the U.S.O. They’d call camp & I could come over for five hours.  I may not be here then though you might not be able to to come.  Well I’ll write more later. You can write here and i twill be forwarded to me.  Love,  Bobbie  P.S. I’m taking War Bonds. You’re the beneficiary for those.  (1) This is one of the letters enclosed in the preceding letter from Henry to his father.  (2) $0.74 with inflation. (Best I could find at my local grocery was $1.49 for Ivory) (3) $1.18 with inflation. (Aim is $1.00 at my local grocery store) (4) $.59 with inflation (Nestle Crunch is currently on sale for $0.69 at my local store) (5) Here’s one I found on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9lGoCkNqcU -- graphic.  (6) Olive Drab (7) Town in Massachusetts - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ayer,_Massachusetts
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