Fosston, northern Minnesota, my hometown, I was 20 years old when I received the registered letter from Uncle Sam and then I was off to Basic Training in Fort Hood, Texas. They soon molded me into a Foot Soldier for the Infantry, and I experienced a horrible tragedy while there. Next, I was on a troop ship and a miserable ride across the Pond to Bamberg, Germany, and my new home. A Company of the elite 15th infantry and all its history. I was one...