In Iraq, I always told my guys to have a bunch of candy in their pockets. That way kids would always be around when we walked through towns. If kids weren't around, we would know something was up because they normally mobbed us for chocolate or Skittles. They also asked for soccor balls ("Hey mistah! Football??!! Football??!!") but normally didn't carry around a bunch of those, of course.
The pictures you posted are great, Vee. I'm not sure that, as a parent, I would want my boy munching ice cream on a naval mine.
Hello CaptO,
Thank you for the photo. And Thank you for your service!
Maybe one day all of your efforts in Iraq will make it a safe place to visit and to live.
It is a rhetorical question to wonder what Iraq was like when you were there. So much of our knowledge of the history of civilization has been buried in those grounds and the surrounding areas. Fascinating countries and a tragedy for all of us to be deprived of the experience of traveling there in peace times and the continued preserving and excavating of these historical sites.
Would love to see other photos that you have,
Jean
I'll have to make another topic - don't want to hijack this one!!
Back to WWII GIs and children. . .
Wisht somebody would tell me there’s a Santa Clause
13 Jun 1944, France --- France: How To Make Friends---Pvt. Leon Pawinski, of Gary, Indiana, finds a gift of candy a sure way to the heart of this little French girl. Note wooden sabots worn by her mother, The Yank was one of Allied liberation troops advancing inland from the beachhead on the Norman Coast. (Passed By Censors). ---