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Change the title to "girl does 3 guys, while 2 other guys do each other, all of them are sky diving." That will do it.


 

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seriously tempted to title it "for post 5k, a tranny thread".

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I think that's some awesome stuff.  IMHO, you should donate or loan it to the WWII Museum in New Orleans.



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I really enjoyed the post, OP, thanks!



The passport is particualarly interesting. Apparently, Rex Hitchcock was an engineer employed by International Harvester, and he was issued several patents which were assigned by him to the corporation. His frequent travel to Europe in the 1930s indicates he had moved up by then, perhaps as a manager of overseas business. IH expanded rapidly during that period, and Europe was an important market for them.

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My uncle (by marriage, married to my Dad's oldest sister) brought back a few items from WWII: A K98, a P-38, parts of an officers uniform, a pair of jack boots, a Stahlhelm and an MP-44!



I'm fiddling around with one of the mags as I type this.



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Air Fuel and Ordnance Depot....a unit that supplies bombers and such.



What's on the backside of the medal you're thinking is from the Eastern Front. I've seen a similar one, I think, and, IIRC it commemorated a specific battle, not the entire campaign.



Very cool stuff!



My Grandfather was with the 81st Div in the Pacific (Army, not USMC). He was part of the Army Task Force that relieved the 1st MARDIV on Peleliu Island. After that, they made amphibious assaults, seizing and pacifying Pulo Anna Island, Kyangel Atoll, and Pais Island.



He died when I was pretty young, and I guess my Uncle, the eldest brother & executor cleared out a lot of stuff, Grandpa had a 7.7 Ariska, as well as a K98 Mauser...Gone.  

I did get a pair of Tabi, that my Grandfather told me he had taken them off of a dead Jap sniper's feet,I have his "Ike" jacket and with all the medals, his CIB (Made with no-shit silver), a metric shitton of pictures, as well as some really cool trench art....A Jap (75mm?) arty shell, with the sides trimmed and bent down as legs and a spindal up the center supporting a P-38 Lightening made with bullets and flat brass. I'm also the proud owner his canteen cup, that went with me thru my entire 20yr career in the Infantry.



I also recieved an early education.



The coolest thing of all, was that before my Grandfather passed on, I recall that every holiday, and sometimes for no reason at all, there was 5 or six guys that all lived in a 20 mile radius (2 of them a block away) that were all in the same unit, and they'd get rowdy telling war stories. I loved nothing better than to sit on his knee and just listen to these guys...."Hey Sweetpea, remember the time I got malaria and could hardly stand so I got the nurse to hold my pecker for me?" or "Say Red...what was the name of that guy who had the Nip mortar round land between his legs?" or my all-time favorite "
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These guys were Gods as far as I'm concerned and they treated me like royalty...cigar band rings, 50 cent piece for going to the corner store and getting ice or a pack of Luckies....and I was the official beer foam remover, Genesee Cream Ale or Grolsch Flippy's. (Islen NJ was a different place 35 years ago.)