Dear Ben, I did write to
you shortly after the reunion in Portland, but I guess my message was one
that was lost. I wanted to thank all the great kids (that includes
older ones, too, who made the reunion so great. Thanks to all
the Davises and Frices and all the others, .. for a wonderful
time I know they worked very hard. I had never
been to a reunion before.
Boy, what wonderful times I have been missing. It was sure great
chatting with all those wonderful folks. And you, too, Ben, it was
nice getting to finally meet you. I do want to thank you for keeping
this website going.
I'm so sorry my husband, Andy, didn't know anything
about the 517th website and the reunions. I know he would have loved to
see some of his old buddies in E-Company. There doesn't seem to be
many left in that company, though. How sad.
I am looking forward to Washington, D.C. next
year. Now my two daughters want to go, too.
Everybody stay healthy now.
Sincerely,
Virginia Jorgen
John Branswig
Hello Mr. Ron Robinson,
Perhaps your brother in law Mr Harms recalls my father in law from Company
A. Ed Marconi from Brooklyn NY, now deceased. Jumped in Dragoon,
wounded in the bulge, occupation army in Germany.
Regards,
John Bramswig
Boom Boom Alicki
IT
TAKES ALL KINDS
A lot of people are like
wheel-barrows----no good unless pushed.
Some are like
canoes----they need to be paddled.
Some are like
kites----if a string isn't kept on them, they'll fly
away.
Some are like kittens----they are contended when
petted.
Some are like footballs----you can't tell which way
they'll bounce next.
Some are like balloons----full of wind
and need to blow up.
Some are like trailers----they have to
be pulled.
Some are like lights----they keep going on and
off.
Many, thank God, are like the North Star, there when
you need them. Dependable, ever loyal, and a guide to all 517th Parachute
Combat Team family.
Yeah! That's Bob
and Ben Barrett for a job well done.
Friend
Our old friend, Wm. H "Bill" Fenton, recently
retired from the phone
company and, to help
fill his days, now accompanies his wife on
her
shopping trips to the local Walmart.
We know Bill and,
therefore, can only speculate that
extreme boredom has led to his recent
disruptive
behavior at the local
Walmart...
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Dear
Mrs. Fenton,
Over the past six months, your husband, Mr. Bill Fenton has
been causing
quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this
type of behavior
and have considered banning the entire family from
shopping in any
of our stores.
We have documented all incidents on our
video surveillance equipment.
Three of our clerks are attending counseling
from the trouble your
husband has caused. All complaints against Mr.
Fenton have been
compiled and are listed below.
Mr.
Wally Worrywart
President
Wal-Mart Complaint
Department
-
MEMO
Re: Mr. Bill Fenton - Complaints - 15 Things
Mr. Bill Fenton has done
while his spouse/partner is shopping:
1. June
15, took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's
carts
when they weren't looking.
2. July 2, set all the alarm clocks in
Housewares to go off at 5-minute
intervals.
3. July 7, made a trail of
tomato juice on the floor leading to the
rest rooms.
4. July 19,
walked up to an employee and told her in an official tone,
"Code 3 in
Housewares..." and watched what happened.
5. August 4, went
to the Service Desk and asked to put a bag of M&M's
on lay
away.
6. September 14, moved a "CAUTION - WET FLOOR" sign to
a carpeted area.
7. September 15, Set up a tent in the
camping department and told
other
shoppers he'd invite them in if
they'll bring pillows from the bedding
department.
10. November 10,
While handling guns in the hunting department, asked
the clerk if he
knows where the antidepressants are.
11. December 3, Darted around the
store suspiciously loudly humming
the "Mission Impossible" theme.
13.
December 18, Hid in a clothing rack and when people browse
through,
yelled "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. December 21: When an announcement
came over the loud speaker,
he assumes the fetal position and screams "NO!
NO! It's those
voices again!!!!"
(And; last, but not
least!)
15. December 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door
and waited a
while; then, yelled, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in
here!"
