Some Family History


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scbair
May 9, 2007, 02:04 PM
Going through my late father's old footlocker, I made a neat find; an old cigar box containing some photos of Dad in Europe, during WWII. And . . . a "Certificate" on some very yellowed paper. It reads as follows:

"19 Sept 1945

1. I certify that I have personally examined the items of captured enemy equipment in the possession of (Dad's name & service number) and that the bearer is officially authorized by the Theater Commander, under the provisions of Sec VI, Cir 155, WD, 28 May 1945, to retain as his personal property the articles listed in Par 3, below.

2. I further certify that if such items are to be mailed to the US, they do not include any items prohibited by Sec VI, Cir 155, WD, 28 May 1945.

3. The items referred to are: 1 Pistol, Belgium Browning, Cal 7.65, Ser No. xxxxx

_____________________________
(Signature)

_____________________________
(Rank, Branch and Organization)"

I also have the old FN Mod 1910 with that serial number, and both it and the certificate are "safed away."

A humorous sidestory: When I was about 10 or 11 years of age, I watched my father open that old footlocker, and spotted the little pistol. Now, Dad was an avid hunter, and had already schooled me with rifle and shotgun, but I had no idea he owned a handgun. I had already been bitten by the shootin' bug, and read every book and magazine I could get my grubby little mitts on!

I asked him about the pistol, and he told me it was a souvenir from his WWII European tour. He lamented that, although he had been allowed to bring back the pistol, he had been ordered to jettison all ammo (the Army didn't want a bunch of testosterone- and adrenaline-charged young guys with loaded firearms on the Queen Mary; at least I think that was his ride home...). He recalled walking to the end of a pier and dropping several boxes of ammo into the river.

He commented that he wished he could get ammo for it, but it was chambered for some funny, Eurpoean, 7.65 cartridge . . . I asked if he'd like to go down to the hardware store and get a box, as we, in the USA, referred to it as ".32 ACP."

I dunno to this day whether he wanted to hug me for the info, or smack me for being a wiseacre; he settled for getting a box and allowing me to fire some of it! :D

Good memories! Thanks for letting me share!

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jrfoxx
May 9, 2007, 07:51 PM
That's VERY cool that you now have the orginal authorization letter for your Browning.It adds a whole other level of world and family history to it, INHO.Very cool.Congrats!

bluetopper
May 9, 2007, 08:50 PM
Great true story! Thanks for sharing it with us. I feel that generation was truly our greatest.

My Dad was at the prime age to go to WWII (born 1923) and was a collegiate high hurdler and couldn't pass the Army physical. LOL

sadhvacman
May 9, 2007, 08:59 PM
Absolutely parisite! The greatest! My granddad has some kind of german luger looking pistol his brother brought home from the war. I shot it as a boy. don't know what caliber though.

kingpin008
May 9, 2007, 10:51 PM
Very cool! It's amazing to see such guns, and to hear stories about how they made their way into your family. Truly a link with another time.

Earlier this year, I found out that my great uncle Rudy had a Luger that he brought home from the war. I asked my dad if he knew where it was, as I'd love to add such an amazing pistol to my small collection.

His answer?

"Uncle Rudy's second wife threw it out a few months after he died. She thought guns were silly."

AAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHH!!!:banghead: :banghead: :banghead:

ArfinGreebly
May 9, 2007, 11:29 PM
I don't seem to be able to view the picture.

Probably a server-side problem.

I'm sure they'll fix it soon.

Or, you could just, er, re-post it.

qajaq59
May 10, 2007, 06:51 AM
You should be real proud of your Dad. Because of him, and millions more like him, we're still a free country. I was a kid during WWII and I remember the war, and the neighbors that didn't come home. I'm glad that you Dad was able to make it back.

And we still have brave men and women willing to fight for us. How lucky we are.

scbair
May 10, 2007, 08:25 AM
I agree; the WWII vets comprised an amazing group. Dad, a born & bred Southerner, hated snow as much as anyone I ever knew; a bit unusual for folks who really don't see that much of it. Some of the pics I found were of Dad and some fellow soldiers in uniform; Dad typically had his M1 carbine in his hands. I believe the pics were taken in Germany, and some showed snow. In one, Dad and a buddy were seated in the snow, and I saw a small, dark triangle behind them. I asked him about that one (he showed the pics to me before he passed away), and his response was, "Oh, that's the top of our tent; we were sitting on the hood of a jeep . . ."

I then realized why he didn't care for snow!

hso
May 10, 2007, 11:00 AM
That's a great story!

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