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1. Fishing on Attu. The salmon are swimming upstream, returning home
to die. I'm on the right, I don't remember the name of the other
soldier.
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2. Showing their catch; (L to R) Tracy and Joe Cosloski.
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3. Myself (Al G.) showing off my catch.
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4. L-R: Tracy, don't remember his name, and myself (Al).
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5. I'm reaching down for another fish.
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6. Jim showing his double catch!
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7. You can see the salmon splashing as they attempt to get upstream.
On the left is Anthony Cash, I'm on the right.
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8. Catching some more. You couldn't eat these fish as they were
falling apart. L-R: Cash, me, and Joe.
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9. Taken on Attu. L-R: Jim Vic Vatter (my right-hand man), Dan
Shinderman, myself, and Anthony Cash.
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10. On Attu. Acting up in front of our hut. L-R: Luke, Cash, and
myself.
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11. On Attu, my home for several years, taken inside the hut. Looks
as if I'm writing home or to some girl!
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12. Attu. Tracy getting some sun, a rare commodity on Attu. Besides a
bit of rare sunshine we experienced lots of rain, fog, and wind that
could blow you away!
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13. Attu. Saturday came around once every week, and Luke was due for
his bath. Never could figure out Luke was over six feet tall.
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14. Attu. Four P-38s enjoying the good weather, which was rare
indeed. Most of the time we stayed inside! That is another P-38 and a
P-40 parked on the ground.
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15. Attu. J. C. Johnson from Johnson, TX outside our hut. You can see
that the bottom portion of the hut was built into the ground (up to
around 3 feet) to keep it from blowing away. Winds could easily reach
into the 100mph range.
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16. Amchitka. Changing a tire at the motor pool. I don't know the
names of the men in the photo.
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17. Amchitka. One of our group but I can't remember his name. After
60 years I'm lucky to remember my own!
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18. Attu. The snow was so deep you can barely see the top of our hut!
During the winter months you had to dig a trench to find the door. Snow
would sometimes pile up 6 feet or more around our door!
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19. Attu. A picture of the bland area around our hut. This one
appears to be down at the "beach!"
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20. People unknown. The background is one of the islands but the
people are in dress uniforms. We rarely wore dress uniforms. We mostly wore
regular winter clothing.
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21a. Attu: The building is a workshop that we had in 1944. I am the
one in the picture.
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21b. Stamp shows that it passed Army examination.
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22. Person in our radar inspector group - name unknown.
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23. Person in our radar inspector group - name unknown.
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24. This photo was taken in the Irish Hills in Michigan before I went
into the service.
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25. On the left is JC Johnson, one of my group. Both were diesel
inspectors. Person on the right is unknown.
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26. Al in a tent in Amchitka.
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27. Left to right: Pete, Luke (from Kentucky), Al on Attu. It must be
Spring because the snow is melting.
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28. Al - Outside of our Quonset hut on Attu.
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29. Amchitka. Portable radar unit, probably a 270. In the background
are huts and further back the ground headquarters.
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30. Amchitka. Me drinking a 3.2 beer on Attu. Towards the end of my
tour of duty, every once in a while we would get a case of beer.
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31. Amchitka. Al acting silly.
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32. Attu: equipment dump.
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33. Attu: same equipment dump as in picture 32.
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34. At the motor pool on Attu.
(Amchitka?)
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35. One of our inspector group -- name unknown. (Amchitka?)
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36. Al standing in the snow. (Amchitka?)
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37. Listening to the radio in a Quonset hut on Attu - person unknown.
(Amchitka?)
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38. On the left, Keith from my neighborhood in Toledo. He was coastal
artillery. Al on the right.
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39. Shoveling into a Quonset hut on Attu. Person unknown.
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40. Al standing in front a radar parts vehicle.
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41. Brand-new tug that had a boulder go through the bottom at low
tide. Tug could not be freed and later was blown up.
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