"Well, we had Ralph Masuri (who is another deceased member of our organization, now) was from New York. And we used to kid him all the time about his accent. And of course, John Bolaro was from Boston. And, oh yeah, you had to go 'pawk your caw.' So, we had from the South, down in Florida. We were an organization of scattered states, scattered cities. I don't think there was very many big towns in the United States at that time that weren't represented in our organization. And for all of us to come together and work as a family, not as a team but as a family, I mean we held each other up and we took care of each other. And we took the ribbings and we gave it out as fast as we got it. We had a ball, but not without difficulties
"There was families here that took all of us youngsters in. It got so that this was our second home. I've seen farmers come down here with truckloads of corn on the cob and bring them into the base and here we ate. Oh yeah, sure, we had C-rations and the other good stuff to go with it. But, when you can sit down to a dining room table and I mean a table that will stretch for 60 feet and every one of us are eating steak and corn on the cob with baked potatoes that our cooks have gotten from the local area They gave it to us. And it got to the point that they were scared that we were hurting the local economy. But, when they walk up here, pull up to the gate in all kinds of vehicles. You just stand there and look. And as an 18-19 year old kid Even though I came from St. Paul, Minnesota, I still wasn't accustomed to all of that."