In January 1944 I was called up by the Forced Labor Service, but I deserted on October 10, 1944.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was born five days before D-Day in 1944. My father was a mechanical engineer, which was a reserved occupation, so he didn't have to enlist. My mother was a housewife. She worked in a bank before marrying my father.
It was 1943. The U.S. had already entered World War II, so I decided to join the army.
I was a soldier in WWII. The last couple of months of the war I was actually in combat.
You know, my dad was a lieutenant colonel at Ft. Lewis on the 3rd of March, 1941. Fifteen months later, he was commanding a theater of war.
I got called back into the Navy during the Korean War.
On 24 August 1939, as an officer in the reserve, I had to join my regiment in Potsdam.
I stayed in the Navy until July of 1946.
In 1916 I was discharged from military service, or rather, given a sort of leave of absence on the understanding that I might be recalled within a few months. And so I was a free man, at least for a while.
I received my parents' permission and went into the Navy on June 3, 1941.
I went into the Air Corps from 1943 through 1945.