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Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II Veteran, Mr. Steve! He served in the U.S. Marine Corps from 1943 to 1946 b...
08/17/2026

Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II Veteran, Mr. Steve! He served in the U.S. Marine Corps from 1943 to 1946 before going on to serve in the U.S. Air Force until 1966!

Mr. Steve was born on July 14, 1926, in New Bedford, Massachusetts. Growing up during the Great Depression was tough. He had one younger sister, and his father worked two jobs as a plumber and firefighter while his mother had worked in the textile mills in New Bedford.

Steve remembers having holes in his shoes and using pieces of cardboard from boxes to cover them up. While his family always had enough to eat, times were still difficult. Saturday meals often consisted of beans and hot dogs, and the family kept chickens in their yard.

Steve graduated from Middleborough High School in June 1943. Like so many of his generation, he remembers hearing about the attack on Pearl Harbor while listening to the radio.

That same year, at just 17 years old, Steve decided to enlist in the U.S. Marine Corps. In September 1943, he went to Boston and enlisted.

He went to Marine Corps Recruit Depot Parris Island, South Carolina, in October 1943 for boot camp. At the time, Marine Corps boot camp was only seven weeks long. After graduating, he was given orders to report to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina.

From Camp Lejeune, Steve headed overseas. He traveled through the Panama Canal, stopped at Pearl Harbor, and then joined the 2nd Marine Division in Hawaii in February 1944.

Steve’s first assignment was with the 5th Battalion, 10th Marines, 2nd Marine Division, an artillery unit, where he worked with a .50-caliber machine gun. He was later transferred to D Company, 2nd Battalion, 18th Marines.

Then came Saipan.

On June 15, 1944, the invasion of Saipan began. Steve went ashore on D-Day plus one. He remembers climbing down the cargo net from the ship, carrying his rifle over his shoulder, and lowering himself hand-over-hand into a Higgins boat.

The landing itself was surprisingly quiet for Steve. His boat reached the beach, dropped the ramp, and they simply walked onto the sand. His job was to help move supplies off the beach and up to a storage area.

Steve eventually joined E Company, 2nd Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment of the 2nd Marine Division.

On Saipan, he remembers Japanese snipers, nighttime harassment, and attacks that often came around dawn. He also remembers seeing flamethrower tanks being used to clear Japanese soldiers from caves.

One story that really stuck with me happened when Steve and his unit were setting up around the northern part of Saipan. An Army sergeant warned them that a Japanese soldier was nearby. The Japanese soldier suddenly pulled out a pistol. Steve reacted instantly, drawing his own .45 and shooting him.

Steve said then he had to clean his pistol.

After Saipan, Steve went to Tinian, landing on D-Day plus one there as well. The fighting was lighter for his unit, but there were still Japanese snipers and moments when they found themselves pinned down by enemy machine-gun fire.

One night Steve and his squad were sitting behind 2 Sherman tanks when a sniper shot the marine right next to Steve. “We took care of that sniper” Steve said.

Eventually, Steve and his unit returned to Saipan and prepared for the invasion of Okinawa. They were part of the reserve force and remained aboard ship while the initial forces went ashore.

Thankfully, Steve was never sent onto Okinawa, just staying in the waters right off the island.

Then, one night, the war was suddenly over.

Steve remembers the lights being left on throughout the battalion area. When a colonel asked why, he was told, “The war is over.”

The colonel simply said, “Good. Leave ’em on,” and walked away.

Steve returned home to Massachusetts in January 1946.

Later that year, Steve joined the U.S. Air Force and continued his military career until retiring in 1963 and moving to California then eventually the Philly area.

After more than 80 years, Mr. Steve has finally shared his story!

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Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II Veteran, Mr. George! He served in the 40th Infantry Division—a unit I’ve n...
08/11/2026

Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II Veteran, Mr. George! He served in the 40th Infantry Division—a unit I’ve never interviewed a veteran from before and this was George’s first time ever doing an interview!

Mr. George was born in mid-July 1926 in Easton, Pennsylvania. Growing up was tough. He had no brothers or sisters, and the Great Depression was in full swing. For as long as George can remember, his father worked in the concrete business. While they always had enough food to eat during those years, times were still hard, and after school, George worked alongside his father in concrete to bring in extra money for the family.

Like so many of his generation, George learned about the attack on Pearl Harbor while listening to the radio with his mom that December afternoon.

As time went on and he watched his friends enter the service one by one, George decided to enlist in the U.S. Army in November 1944 during his senior year of high school. On November 24, 1944, he was sworn in at Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, and boarded a train for basic training at Camp Blanding, Florida.

Because the Battle of the Bulge was raging in Europe, training was rushed. Instead of the standard 17 weeks, his group got roughly half that. Following a brief 10-day leave, he boarded a troopship on the East Coast expecting to be sent to Europe. But in a last-minute change of orders, the ship headed south through the Panama Canal, made a brief stop in California, and then set sail into the South Pacific.

After stopping in Hawaii, George’s first overseas arrival was at Leyte in the Philippines. By the time he arrived, major combat on Leyte had largely wound down, and George was assigned to Company D, 185th Infantry Regiment, 40th Infantry Division, the “Sunburst” Division.

Company D was a heavy weapons company, and George was assigned to an air-cooled .30-caliber machine gun crew. He still remembers watching his red tracer rounds fly during night operations.

After a short time on Leyte, he boarded an amphibious ship bound for Luzon. He vividly recalls climbing down the cargo nets into the landing craft, carrying a heavy machine gun/tripod through the water and onto the beach. Though the initial assault had passed, active resistance remained. George spent time on jungle patrols, a duty he admitted was terrifying, always on high alert for hidden enemy snipers.

After Luzon, George boarded a ship bound for the small islands of Panay and Negros. One thing that really sticks out about the fighting on Panay was what happened with his helmet.

They were watching a movie one night after the fighting had died down. He said, “Throughout the war, I didn’t take the steel off the liner on my helmet.”

But that night, they decided to sit on the metal part of the helmet and just wear the liner on his head.

Right then, a Japanese firefight started.

It wasn’t long, but it scared him to death. That was the only time he ever took the steel off his helmet—right when the Japanese started shooting.

I asked Mr. George what combat was really like, and he said it was extremely lonely. You’re alone at night in the jungle, scared, thinking to yourself, “Will I ever get home from this? Will I ever see my family again?”

After those two small islands, he boarded a ship bound for the invasion of Japan. When the bombs were dropped, they sent his unit to Incheon, Korea instead to disarm Japanese forces.

After six months there, he finally returned home.

At 11 at night he took a cab home, walked up to his front door, and knocked. His mom answered, gave him a hug, and immediately called his father George Sr, who was at work, and said “George, he’s home.”

After 80 years, George has finally shared his story!

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Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II veteran Mr. Charles. This was his first interview he’s ever done.Charles w...
08/04/2026

Today I interviewed 100-year-old World War II veteran Mr. Charles. This was his first interview he’s ever done.

Charles was born in April 1926 and was the middle of three children. He grew up on his family’s farm, so there was always work to do and food on the table. Because of that, the Great Depression wasn’t nearly as hard on his family as it was for many others.

Charles was a sophomore in high school when Pearl Harbor was attacked. He went to Lock Haven High School, just outside of Williamsport, and one by one he watched his friends leave to join the military.

When he turned 17 in 1943, he went to the Navy recruiting office and picked up enlistment papers. He took them home, and although his mom didn’t want him to go, she signed them.

After being sworn into the Navy, Charles went from Harrisburg to Bainbridge, Maryland, for basic training. After several weeks there, he was sent to Virginia for gunnery school.

He then boarded a train for New York and was assigned to the USS Fort Lee. Even though he was in the Navy, he served as a gunner aboard a Merchant Marines ship.

Charles made two convoy trips across the Atlantic, helping supply Allied troops. On his second convoy, he watched a German submarine torpedo another ship. When they returned, he was reassigned to a different merchant ship. That reassignment likely saved his life because the USS Fort Lee was later sunk by a German U-boat.

On his next ship, Charles served on both a 20 mm anti-aircraft gun and a 3-inch/51 caliber gun. His ship delivered tanks and ammunition to Guadalcanal after the battle had ended. He told me that when they pulled into the island, there were still Japanese bodies floating in the water, and he said the smell is something he’ll never forget.

From there, they picked up the 25th Infantry Division and took them to Luzon in the Philippines.

One story that really was funny but scary for Charles happened right after he dropped off the 25th Infantry Division. Charles was in the bathroom when Japanese torpedo planes suddenly attacked.

He laughed as he told me, “My pants were down while I was going to the bathroom, and all of a sudden we had to man our battle stations because we were under attack.”

He made it to his 20 mm gun and helped defend the ship during the attack.

After the Philippines, Charles continued supplying troops and equipment to places like Iwo Jima and Okinawa. When the atomic bombs were dropped and the war came to an end, he remembered being anchored in the bay as ships all around them fired their guns in celebration.

After spending more than two years at sea, Charles finally made it home. His parents, brother, and sister welcomed him with open arms. He returned to farm life, later got married, and raised three sons!

Thank you for your service, Charles.

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