As a civilian during the Second War, I was exposed to danger in circumstances which removed any distinction between the man in and the man out of uniform.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My own military background is wholly un-distinguished. I was a sergeant.
As the only woman, I was able to sit with the officers in front, with a glass of vodka in one hand and a cucumber in the other. That's how I went to my first war.
When we assumed the Soldier, we did not lay aside the Citizen.
I would have been a disastrous soldier.
There was a nuisance in the service known as the army correspondent.
I appeal to you as a soldier to spare me the humiliation of seeing my regiment march to meet the enemy and I not share its dangers.
I was a lieutenant in World War II.
I was a soldier in WWII. The last couple of months of the war I was actually in combat.
When I joined Custer I donned the uniform of a soldier. It was a bit awkward at first but I soon got to be perfectly at home in men's clothes.
My duty to the army and to the republic whose battles we were waging forbade me assuming a position of seeming hostility to any portion of the brave men under my command.