Word: packs
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...sfinally getting used to the meticulous uniformity and regimentation demanded. Every minute of the day is accounted for. It's up at 6:15 and to bed at 9:30 P.M.--that is, the lights go out then, Bed-check is at 11:00 P.M. Our equipment--bunks, pack, shoes, etc.--have to be placed just so within a quarter of an ich. Always cleaning up for some inspection or something. Calisthenics every morning. Classes from 8:30 A.M. to 4:00P.M. every day with study hours from 6:30 to 8:30 P.,. Hence, as you can see, they...
Dogs for Defense was founded just after Pearl Harbor by a handful of dog fanciers. Well aware of the dog's great value to armies of other nations, DFD rounded up dogs suitable for training as messenger, sentry and pack dogs, offered them free to the U.S. Army. After six months, the War Department at last recognized the dog, made Dogs for Defense its sole and official procurement agency...
...Francisco twelve days and eleven hours from the time of embarkation, with his twenty dollars still intact. After a cursory study of highway maps, which consisted mainly in picking out a broad red band that seemed to stretch from San Francisco to Boston, he again shouldred his pack and hit the road. Eight days later, dead-tired, broke, but happy, the New Zealander triumphantly entered the suburbs of Boston...
...eight days contained a life time's quota of joy and despair. The despair came in the wilds of Utah, where he was stranded in sub-freezing weather clad only in a light suit, As he described it. "After walking for some time I became tired and, taking my pack off my back, I seated myself on it and rested, but. . . I quickly realized that I was starting to freeze to death and that if didn't start walking I would never see the dawn of another...
...With some effort I got my pack on my shoulders and trudged up the never ending road in front of me . . . the only nose that broke the stillness was the occasional howl of a lonesome coyote." He was finally picked up by a kindly traveller and from them on had comparatively little trouble...