September 2016

Hunting the enemy

This old-timer saw battles all over the world, but his real foe was always within

During World War II, I joined the Canadian Navy. I was 17. Shortly after basic training, I was drafted to a destroyer. We did escort duty and submarine hunting. I became well-acquainted with alcohol and that, combined with the typical teenage attitude of indestructability, kept fear out of my life. The only times I can remember fear surfacing were between drunks. 

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