I met Mr. McGehee years ago when I first moved to Magnolia Woods area of south Baton Rouge. It is a quiet street, and I used to run a good deal before making the transition to just walking. After several years, I got to know many residents by face only, usually just waving at them or stopping to exchange pleasantries and a few words. Mr. McGehee lived about half a mile down the street from me. I'd see him in working in the yard, or at the neighborhood supermarket. Some days when he was riding in his car he'd stop and shoot the breeze a bit when I was taking my walks during the day. We'd make small talk, and one day he mentioned something about when he was in the Army. Said that he wished he could walk as much as I do, but can't anymore. I asked him about it, and he was a bit hesitant at first, but as time went on he'd open up about his experiences. A few months ago I asked for permission to interview him, and at first he said no, then he said he'd have to think about it for awhile. He asked why I was so interested in what he did in the Army, since he thought that it was of little consequence to others. After all, he said that he'd only spent 17 days on the line before getting the Million Dollar Wound. I had to know what he did now, and kept after him. Last week he finally gave in. I met with him at his house on October 19, and we sat in the front parlor while I took notes on his story. He was not sure of some of the dates or places things happened, so we approximated a bit. At first Mr. McGehee spoke of the weather and how things were going in the neighborhood. I then opened things up by asking him to tell me about his Army experience during the war and a little background on his life. Here goes. Mr. Edward L. McGehee was born on January 26, 1925 in his grandfathers house in Plains, Louisiana and delivered by the local country doctor. The country doctor that delivered him was his own grandfather. Plains is still an unincorporated, very rural area just west of the town of Zachary, Louisiana in case anyone feels like looking the place up on the map. It consists mainly of small farms, forested areas, and old large houses that used to be part of bigger plantations built after the Civil War. There are many pecan orchards there as well as hay fields. During the summer and early fall before I went into the Army, I bailed hay there with friends for pocket money. There are also a lot of up-scale homes now there. Many of the older structures in the area were damaged, abandoned or torn down during the Siege of Port Hudson. Plains was the site of the Battle of Plains Store in May of 1863. It was a small affair by Civil War standards, with about a hundred killed on each side. Confederate forces there were fighting a delaying action while other units were falling back to the defenses of Port Hudson in an attempt to hold onto a section of the Mississippi River. Port Hudson was the southernmost part of the river that the Confederacy held. The northern point was up at Vicksburg, Mississippi. Enough of the Civil War, onto WW2 now.