Stories From Members of the 150th
|I was a truck Driver for the 1st squad and not very well liked by
the officers because I drove to the best place to load or unload the
truck making it easier on the men.. but my truck always looked messy
and banged up.. did the same in combat and lost three trucks to
damage and enemy fire.. The brass had it in for me. So when I got a
call from the 1st sergeant to report to the cp at once and in clean
uniform (we were on the line for months near Nancy France) Cutty and
the guys all pitched in and I had a clean uniform.. I was driven to
the CP by the First Sergeant.. reaching the CP the Lt. checked me
out and was teaching me how to present arms.. Now I knew I was in
trouble again with the brass. The Lt. got the Capt. and he drove me
to Battalion Headquarters.. Now I knew I was really in trouble...
Upon reaching headquarters I was ushered in the main room and there
sat a two or three star general... I almost passed out.. he cleared
the room of all officers then came over to me a gave me a bear hug..
He was a buddy of my fathers and told my dad he would give me a hug
from my dad. Wow what a surprise.. turns out the general under Ike
was his supply officer and asked me what we needed.. I told the
General about the L L BEAN boots to keep our feet dry... about two
weeks we had the boots and for the whole outfit. The boots became
regular issue shortly after..