From: Ben517@aol.com
Sent: Friday, December 14, 2001 8:59 PM
To: undisclosed-recipients:
Subject: MAIL CALL NO. 197 517TH PRCT
Hello,

   The mail below has examples of the connections that have been made because of the website.
  
   The Photo's page has a photo of C company at Toccoa. It's a little eerie looking at the picture and seeing KIA printed on some members. It means that in most cases that they never had a twenty-fifth birthday.
Ben

Website-----------------members.aol.com/prct517/

Mail Call----------------Ben517@aol.com

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Subj: Thanks
Date: 12/13/2001 8:12:43 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: mtrjvarner@netscape.net


Ben, I wanted to drop a line and say thank you to you and the service you provide. Through your web-site I was able to make contact with a couple of great guys who happened to be friends with my dad, Jim Varner, during their time in the service. Through their help and willingness to answer my questions, I was able to do a pretty good job on a research paper concerning my dad and his time in the army. So thanks to all. Especially Ray Hess and Randolph Coleman for their willingness to share. Thanks also to Cal Johns who was friends with my dad for years, but didn't even know they were in the 517 together until my dad's death in '86. So this note is not only to you Ben and the others for their help, it is to those family members who are looking for info. Don't worry, if anyone out there knows anything about the person you are wondering about, they will give you any help they can, or point you in the right direction. Don't give up before the miracle happens. Anyway thanks again,! God Bless, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
In Christ,
Mike Varner
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We have an excellent photo of Jim Warner in the photo's page on the website
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Subj:

CACKLE
Date: 12/13/2001 10:05:59 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: flip@strato.net

Ben,


    A farmer like me could care less about what is proper language for GI's laying on deck under blankets.  All I am interesting in is when my old hen cackles, is she laying or lying?

Floyd L. Polk
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Subj: Re: 
Date: 12/14/2001 11:25:07 AM Eastern Standard Time
From: hhensleigh@earthlink.net

To: littlebill01@msn.com

CC: Ben517@aol.com


Dear Bill,


When I finished my message yesterday, I realized that I did not cover the area in which you had the greatest interest--your Dad personally.  I remember his name and probably went on patrol with him.  I know I Co. did its jobs well and on time.  He was part of that.  I would give Frank Dallas a try; he might surprise you.  If I have any further recollections, you will get them.

We were  to parachute in around Worms in the crossing of the Rhine.  Patton broke through driving 50 miles in one day.  He crossed at Worms and our jump was called off.  I went awol from the hospital to get there for the jump and Lt. Col. Paxton hurried me back to the hospital when I wasn't need any more for the operation.  That may be the bridge your Dad mentioned.  There were many other bridges that had an impact, so I'm not sure which one your Dad had in mind. 

We could say that the 517th didn't break up until it was deactivated in early 1946, I believe.  Some of the officers and men who were there in the beginning were there at the end.  That isn't the whole story.  The high point men had a choice to leave at Joigny after the war in Europe was over.  Many did.  If your Dad left on points then, he would have gone to the 82nd or some other outfit.  If he stayed he would have come home in August 1945 with 30, extended to 45, days at home and then to the Pacific.  The war ended when we were on the high seas headed home, so we were in the States and stayed there before the high point men, before the high point men got home.  That's the way things went and a person could never accurately anticipate events.  

We appreciate your interest in the outfit, and particularly your father's part of it.  You are a devoted son and should be commended.  I decided that some others might be interested in this so put Ben  on for a copy.

Howard Hensleigh

----- Original Message -----
From: william cornett

To: hhensleigh@earthlink.net

Sent: Thursday, December 13, 2001 10:21 PM

Howard;
Thanks so much for the quick reply. These are the things that I need to know about the 517th, and of course, the things that my father, and the rest of you were up against. Dad never said much about his experience's with the 517th, and WWII. I have learned some from Fred Beyer, and know that Dad and Frank Dallas were friends, but also know that Frank is not in the best of health, , but I'm still thinking about calling him on the phone, he might just surprise me. I have Dad's address book, and some of the guys he was friends with names are in it, Frank's is one of them.
Sometime after the Bulge, into Germany, there was a bridge, the last one over the Rine, I remember that Dad said he was there, do you remember that? Was the 517th still intact then?
I have my father's things from the war, jump knife, nylon map, medals (I sent for them after he died), shoulder patches (517th, 82nd, 13th AB), the American flag shoulder patch from the jump into southern France, complete with spray paint camo, some German stuff (belt buckles, mothers medal, some kind of German medal I can't seem to identify), motel room keys from Nice, and pictures he took throughout his time with the 517th. All of this stuff is of great importance to me, I only wish he would have talked more about it. This is what you guys must do now, or a lot of the most important things that happened will be lost. What you guys did to preserve our freedom, and the freedom of the world must be saved. I'm only sorry that my father is not here to see you WWII vets get the recognition that you deserve, it is such a great thing.
Your Friend,
Bill Cornett 

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Subj: mini-reunion
Date: 12/14/2001 11:39:55 AM Eastern Standard Time
From: millerview4@msn.com

To: Ben517@aol.com
, AARGoodman@cs.com

I think that I have alerted you that Joe will be at the mini-reunion in Kissimmee in January, but he wants to be sure that you know he will be at the Wednesday night banquet.  He hopes that other 596'ers will show up.  Until then, Merry Christmas to all--from Astoria--Joe Miller
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Subj: Re: MAIL CALL NO. 196 517th PRCT
Date: 12/14/2001 12:55:37 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: hhensleigh@earthlink.net

To: Ben517@aol.com


Dear Boom Boom,  Youse guys from the Broklyn--Bronx and doity Goity choipin and boipin at the boidies were all right.  One thing the Service taught us is that good guys come from all parts.  Some even got used to us midwesterners.  Howard Hensleigh

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Subj:
Date: 12/14/2001 8:18:00 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: chrcook@juno.com

To: chris.lindner@lycos.com

CC: Ben517@aol.com


Hi Chris, If you go to our website, you will see that I am in charge of
our mini reunion in Kissimmee. Sorry you can't be there. I found the
small pamphlet that was given to us as we were leaving France. It is a
brief history of the 517th. There is a place for autographs. Your father
Nate signed his name in my book, along with Jess Pipkin, Louis Scaringi,
Eugene McGehee, Dave Grange, Joe Stim, Wayne R. Webb, John
Gulbranson, Clifton Riggins, Virgilio Roel from Laredo TX Who I have been
trying to remember for over fifty years, and others who I haven't
identified as yet. I will bring it to Kissimmee. Bob Christie
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Subj:
Date: 12/14/2001 8:30:26 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: chrcook@juno.com

To: Ben517@aol.com


Ben,  The Dardens confirmed their reservations and plan to go to the
Arabian Nights as well as the Coffmans. I will have to check with the
Ramada to see if some have reserved rooms without notifying me. That
happened last year. We are having summer weather. Wish it would cool off
a bit. Also Jim Royer confirmed. Said he read about it in the Static
Line. Thanks to Don. I have asked  the Hotel to extend our deadline for
making reservations.  The original deadline was the 20th of December. Sorry
that H Bobarry Saunders can't make it.
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Subj: Fw: Fwd: Women Warriors
Date: 12/14/2001 8:46:36 PM Eastern Standard Time
From: gwtayler@juno.com


Ben, the attached is from Flippie (M.S. Swenson), Bob Sink's (506th)
daughter, and my lifetime friend.  I think you will enjoy, at least the
women will!

HAVE A WONDERFUL AND SAFE HOLIDAY SEASON!


Gail Walsh Tayler


Take all American women who are within five years of menopause - train us for a few weeks, outfit us with automatic weapons, grenades, gas masks, moisturizer with SPF15, Prozac, hormones, chocolate, and canned tuna - drop us (parachuted, preferably) across the landscape of Afghanistan, and let us do what comes naturally.

Think about it.

Our anger quotient alone, even when doing standard stuff like grocery shopping and paying bills, is formidable enough to make even armed men in turbans tremble.

We've had our children, we would gladly suffer or die to protect them and  their future. We'd like to get away from our husbands, if they haven't left already. And for those of us who are single, the prospect of finding a good man with whom to share life is about as likely as being struck by lightning.  We have nothing to lose.

We've survived the water diet, the protein diet, the carbohydrate diet, and the grapefruit diet in gyms and saunas across America and never lost a pound. We can easily survive months in the hostile terrain of Afghanistan with no food at all.

We've spent years tracking down our husbands or lovers in bars, hardware stores, or sporting events...finding bin Laden in some cave will be no problem.

Uniting all the warring tribes of Afghanistan in a new government? Oh, please ... we've planned the seating arrangements for in-laws and extended families at Thanksgiving dinners for years ... we understand tribal warfare.

Between us, we've divorced enough husbands to know every trick there is  for how they hide, launder, or cover up bank accounts and money sources. We know how to find that money and we know how to seize it ... with or without the government's help.

Let us go and fight. The Taliban hates women. Imagine their terror as we crawl like ants with hot-flashes over their godforsaken terrain. I'm going to write my Congresswoman. You should, too.