In a battered blue trunk with rusted hinges and broken locks lies the truest of treasures: hundreds of letters from Grandaddy Bill and his brother
Category: Dear Mom… Letters from WWII
Dear Mom: Granddaddy Bill Tries His Hand at Poetry
Found scribbled on the back of a memo was this amusing little verse. An internet search turned up no other versions of it, so perhaps
Dear Mom… Grandaddy Bill Adjusts to Navy Life and Learns Why the South Fought the North
In a battered blue trunk with rusted hinges and broken locks lies the truest of treasures: hundreds of letters from Grandaddy Bill and his brother
“Mother-Glamour”
Clipped from some newspaper or magazine in July of 1943 and sent from the Navajo Ordnance Depot to his own mother, I could think of no
Dear Mom… How Granddaddy Bill got Convicted for Trout Poaching
In a battered blue trunk with rusted hinges and broken locks lies the truest of treasures: hundreds of letters from Granddaddy Bill and his brother
Dear Mom… How Grandaddy Bill bagged a Lieutenant and sundry other officers of the US Navy with a most diabolical trap.
In a battered blue trunk with rusted hinges and broken locks lies the truest of treasures: hundreds of letters from Grandaddy Bill and his brother
Assorted Musings from an Unknown Historian 