You're in the army now World War II flame-thrower research at Fort Knox.

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A telegram from Mayo Clinic voiding my deferment for 9 months of dermatology training came 3 days before I was to start. It meant that we were to get off the train in Minneapolis and not go on to Rochester. Saying goodbye to my mother, father and wife, Marguerite, was tearful. We had no idea when this war would end. It had encircled the world. The German siege of Leningrad had left one million Russians dead of starvation and disease. A single battle on Tarawa in the Pacific had taken the lives of 1000 American troops. My cousin, who had just landed in Italy 3 days before, narrowly escaped death when his recognizance Jeep, far ahead of our front line, was strafed by an American fighter pilot. His three companions were killed outright, and he hovered between life and death in a roadside ditch until rescued 3 days later.