We arrived in France on November 25, 1944, and stayed in an old French military base. It wasn’t fancy, but for a while it meant we had some hot food and were able to just sit down, relax, and take life easy. We had gone for more than two months in Holland without a bath or shower. Shifty Powers We got our back pay but we didn’t have any place to spend it in Mourmelon. So there was a lot of gambling going on. I was never much of a poker player, though I liked it. There’d be about six or seven of us sitting around in one of those old barns, playing poker. Now, when you’re playing poker, you’ve got to concentrate. One of the guys took a hand grenade, screwed the top off, and poured the powder out. He put the grenade back together and loosened the pin. While we were playing poker, the guy came in and worked the pin so the grenade popped off his vest and fell on the floor. “Live grenade!” he hollered. Everybody in there dove anywhere he could. Money and cards flew everywhere. The guy who dropped the grenade ran off.
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