Dear Friends Karen, Gene
Dear Friends Veterans
Yesterday I received by post from the International
Audio Visual Inc, 4 dvd about the history of the 517 PRCT and
"lilly marlene", and the meeting in Portland 2006
too.
I think, It's thanks to you and your kindles, that I
received those dvd and I thank you a lot of time.
This dvd is well informed on the subject, and we see
with great pleasure that during this meeting in Portland, Gene
and
his friends Véterans are always on top
form. (always...ATTACK..) When we show the dvd, we think a little more to
you. Hoping you are always in good health, receive our thanks and
our friendship.
Our best memory to you, Wayne, Luke, Cody, Laurie, Robin
and all the family
Ps: I give the rest of the dvd to our friends from the
CRIBA.
See you again
Léon
Léon Lambotte
13 sentier Balance
4053 EMBOURG
BELGIUM
Bob Barrett
Re: Hal
Jeffcoat
see: http://www.517prct.org/BIW%20Newsletter%20Vol1%20No2%20October%202007.pdf
Bob Barrett
Dad,
I’m not sure if
you ever heard this one before, but here is a story about Hal Jeffcoat, as told in Randolph Coleman’s
biography
We
did some things, I don’t know if you’re going to want to rub this off or not; when we
were at Camp Mackall before we went over seas, a
couple of our boys from Minnesota, the two boys that I said looked kind of
like that picture you showed them, they were inseparable. And they
looked kind of like Mutt and Jeff, short and tall, white headed.
They went in to Rockingham one night and went into….no wait; I’ll get to
that. One of our guys went in they had a carnival. And, you
know, they had these things where you ride the Ferris wheel, and you ride
little cars, and you throw the ball at the milk bottles and you win a
prize or whatever. Well, we were reduced to that when we came.
And one of our guys went in there, and he was an ex-semi-pro baseball
player, I’ll tell you another story about him if I don’t forget it, named
Hal Jeffcoat. And he could throw. So
we thought we’ll go over there and we’ll wipe out that guy of those prizes
where you throw at those milk bottles. And we went over there and
the guy says you knock six of them over you get a choice of those dolls,
you knock that over you get a choice of this. And Jeffcoat goes, how many do I have to knock over to get
that little radio. He said oh, and he named off so many. But
he said that’s just a come on, because you’re not going to do that.
Well, to make a long story short, Jeffcoat won
the radio. We go over there to get the radio, picked the box up and
it doesn’t weigh any more than this. And we looked inside and there
was nothing in there. It’s just a little
box.
So, we really got angry with him then. So
we said, “O.K. now, you’ve had your fun now we’re going to have
ours. You go get the rest of that radio. And don’t come back
out here until you get it.” And he said, “Get out of here or I’ll
call the M.P.’s.” Well, we finally
left. We got back to the post, and I was talking to Lt. Murray
Jones, the same executive officer. He happened to be the officer of
the day that weekend that we were on our pass. So I went in
there. And he said, “You’re back awfully early, didn’t you have any
fun?” And I told him what happened. He said, “What did you do
about it?” And I said, “ Well, I’m back out
here right now trying to figure out what we can do about it, if
anything.” And he said, “Now you just sit right where you are and
I’ll be back in a minute.” He says, “When I get back I don’t want to
hear one word from you. And you’re not going to hear one word from
me. And you just pick up what I leave you and you use your
imagination.” Or something like that.
Well, he came back. And all of a sudden it dawned on me when he came
back, this guy is our demolitions officer for the
regiment. I mean the entire, not only our executive officer but our
regimental explosive guy, expert. Well, he came back and I’m sitting
there and he just walked in and plopped this thing down on the
table. And it was a couple of blocks about that tall square of
composition ‘C’. And he just said like that to me, and I got up and
I went to my barracks and I remember putting it in my footlocker real
quick and closing it, and thinking what the hell was
that. All of a sudden, it dawned on me. So I got those
guys from
Minnesota and we went in and we blew
up that guys deal. And we not only blew it up, but it started a damn
fire. And it scared the hell out of…. Of course, it
scared us anyway. What were we doing, what would our Mothers say. And went back to camp real
quick. And of course the Federal guys came out for the next
week. They were out there. But the few guys that figured it
out or that knew about it, of course, wouldn’t tell. The FBI walked
up and down and said, “We’re looking for one of your guys.” Well,
what the hell, so you know we got away with that. Now then that’s
all the bad thing we did. Nobody was hurt
that I’m aware of. But somebody could have been killed.
We did not take any precautions in that area. We just did it.
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