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Monday, May 25, 2026

1942


Closing the shirtless sailors section of today's set with a picture for which I have only the year, 1942.

 

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  1. My father’s second oldest brother was lucky.
    In Alameda they thought he would be sent off to the Pacific when he joined the USN in 1943. Instead he was sent across the USA for training, and ended up at a Navy Air Station on a Caribbean isle pulling maintenance on seaplanes and amphibious aircraft and Navy blimps. For my uncle his war service was a vacation in paradise.
    My father’s oldest brother was a Marine and participated in tough combat in the Pacific, in contrast his service was far from a vacation.
    Gryf

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    1. Some people got lucky with their assignments. My own father thought he had lucked out by getting into the SeaBees, the nickname for the U.S. Navy's Construction Battalions. Then his unit got sent to Tinian in the Pacific where Japanese holdout snipers took potshots at him while he was operating his bulldozer. They never managed to hit him, but the dozer took a few dings. Later on Okinawa, he used a bulldozer to bury Japanese war dead.

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