Leathernecks on Guadalcanal use a fallen tree as a makeshift laundromat, scrubbing jungle dirt out of their battle fatigues.
Soldiers rest in the shadow of a marble trophy from Anzio, Italy, donning a regulation tin hat.
An English Red Cross lady offers coffee and donuts to a G.I. and his captain.
Finally in Paris, U.S. infantrymen share an al fresco meal with celebrating townsfolk.
Such beautiful pictures from a much different time. In so many ways we seem to have lost so much.
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Ah, the little triumphs of life as we live it.
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I really like the way you post a variety of moods, Kerbey. This one is nostalgic and a little sad for me. Thank you for sharing these.
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I feel that way, too. Both.
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Umm is that a naked untanned butt in that first photo? ❤
Diana xo
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They clearly didn’t have SPF lotion then.
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Yeah that’s one take Kerbey LOL. 😉
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I’m sorry if it is offensive. They had to get clean. 🙂
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I’m not offended. I’m amused! I pick out naked really quick, I wonder why that is haha
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You know how some men are “leg men” bc they like legs? You must be a “bum woman.” Although I must say there are much worse bums to look at than these. 😉
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🙂
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The celebrating townsfolk all seem to be women, Kerbey. GIs choice?
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I guess it wasn’t all bad for them.
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Love these photos!
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So glad!
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