How did you get to Duluth?
A soldier named Bob Boyer and I knew a fellow at the hospital who had bought a car.

We all lived in Duluth so the three of us pitched in, bought gasoline, tires, and whatever the car needed. Towards the middle of October 1945, we drove to Duluth for our first weekend furlough.

You drove to Duluth for your first furlough to see your folks. Did you go right to their house?
I was dropped off in downtown Duluth, hopped on a streetcar and went straight home.

Did they both know you were coming? (Jane)
No.

Can you imagine what they thought! (Jane).

You didn't call them and tell them?
They didn't have a telephone at home.

You just "showed up?"
Yes. I got home and tried to open the screen door. It was locked so I knocked and waited. My mom came to the door. She looked at me and said "Ohooooooooooo!" I said, "Here I am, mom!"

It's funny she didn't faint. (Jane).

When she saw me, my mother tossed up her arms and said, "You're home!" She came to me and we hugged.

When you first saw your mom, how did you feel?
Great! I started to cry.

You started to cry? You never cried for me! (Jane).

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