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My Story
This is my story about World War II and the way I saw it from here in the USA.
I was only a little boy (not yet 5) when we got into it. We lived in
Dallas, Texas in a part of the city called Oak Cliff on Ohio St. in a garage
apartment
on the back of the lot. At first I really did not understand what was
going on. We still celebrated Christmas, though the start of our involvement
in the war
was only a few weeks before (December 7, 1941). We had blackouts at night
sometimes during which we had to turn out the lights. and wait for an
'all clear" siren to call off what an air raid siren had started. We
also had air raid drills in the daytime during which everyone was supposed to
get inside
if possible. During both of these, sometimes a plane would fly low and
see if people were doing it right.
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