Hello Jeff,

No, I left most of the swooning small town girls heart broken when I joined up in '40, my steady girl from school ended up with the grocery clerk's flat footed 4F son. My sister's and youngest brother would write, as would my mother, sometimes asking if I liked the package they had sent, I would always thank them in the return letter for the package, despite the fact I had never received any packages the entire time I was overseas.

The PT boats were very quiet a low speed with engines muffled, when they opened them up they were as loud as an aircraft taking off. They would pound a fair bit at speed, and bounce you around when they crossed wakes, or choppy water. Below deck they were more like a pleasure boat if you compare them with a few of the Aussie patrol boats I was on.

I don't remember seeing or knowing any American POW's until after the war, as well as some Aussie POW's. I remember some in hospital stateside in '45 can't quite remember where.

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All the Best
Jack