Babe observes that cookies attract cockroaches—the only animals they’d like to get rid of around Camp Wheeler. … More ‘Well Folks, I Am Now a Radio Operator’ (and Due for a Package)
Postmarked May 4 from Camp Wheeler—two years to the day before Babe was killed. … More A Casualty During Training on the Obstacle Course
The letter I just transcribed made me gasp aloud as I was typing. … More A Shameful Passage of Antisemitism in One of Babe’s Letters
Plus: Details about money issues and a jarringly racist reference. … More Babe’s Fondness for (Most of) the Fellows in His Platoon
“We were so tired when we got in that we couldn’t unlace our leggings. We were too weak all over to do anything but lay on the bed. I was so thirsty when I came in that it took me an hour to quench my thirst.” … More ‘You Must Think They Are Killing Us Down Here’
