We were stationed just outside of a town
called Oldenburg,Germany.
We were in a pine growth that
I think it had been planted,
there was all oak trees they were no
more than maybe fifteen, twelve or
fifteen feet high in a nice line and
we were billeted right in there with
our billet and our cook.
See the way we were set up all through,
each platoon in our supply column,
each transport was given a
thrity six construction of men,
each one was independent,
we had our own cook,
one of the guys volunteer as a cook,
each fellow had to take a day to help the
cook and like that. Each of us so our platoon,
we had at that time and
first thing you know they told us
the war was ended.
Holy whiskers, and me and a guy
another guy,his name was Gerald Frank Harrow,
he and I were buddies.
He was my co-driver.
We were on duty, in fact,
at the petrol dump.
They used to issue us cigars.
Those little short plump cigars;
so him and I was, we would smoke
one of those and talking and
then when we heard the
war was ended, oh jee whiz
we thought that was something.
So we had all the liquor so we said,
"Let's go celebrate!"
So we took one of them dixies and
all the booze we had,
we put it all in there and make a ...
holy whiskers! It ended up looking
just like cocoa and
we took a drink of it and jeez
we spoiled all our nice liquor because
it was sweet and everything, but holy smokes
We soon found out that was strong,
but anyhow, we all celebrated.