|Lloyd F. Johnson|
|Lots of War Seen by Pvt. Lloyd F. Johnson Since Casablanca|
|Tells Experiences in Letter to Friend|
|An interesting resume of what he has gone through since
landing at Casablanca immediately after the African invasion, followed
by the Tunisian Campaign; then Sicily, after which a short sojourn in
England, and now with the invasion forces in France, is given in a
letter written by Private Lloyd F. Johnson, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frank N.
Johnson, 709 Water Street, and received by his old buddy, Garfield
Brown, of Chippewa Falls. Written in France, the letter is dated August
15, and the text relating to his campaign experience follows:
"But here's the gist of it:
"I was lucky enough to be gradually introduced to war—when I hit Casablanca, it was all over except for a little sniping by Arabs in Nazi employ. This was the first time I saw what German occupation does to people—want of the most ordinary things that are taken for granted in the States was common here. I could have sold my shoes at my own price. A mattress cover would get a big price from any Arab. I couldn't describe my feelings the first time I saw the inside of the Medina (Arab quarter—walled off from the European section). It wasn't pretty—but was only a hint of what I was to see later.
"As sometimes happens in the Army, I was ready for them, but they were in no hurry for me. I sat on the boat in Bizerte Harbor for two nights and was bombed four times. That's the hardest thing to take—all you can do is try to make yourself small and wait—can't fight back; that's what hurts.
"I've seen men go completely off the bean after five minutes of dive bombing."
Hot Fighting in Sicily
"It was part of my job to add to their suffering by going around nabbing everyone suspected of pro-Fascism or black marketeering. I think I played the part of Gestapo agent quite well. You can imagine the fun it was holding a machine gun on a helpless peasant and having to shoot him if he tried to get away.
"Of course, it was all a necessary part of operations and a lot of Fascists were caught that way, but I was very damned glad when it was all over.
"England was almost like coming home, after a year in the Mediterranean area. There were furloughs and passes. I went to shows and night clubs in London and generally had the best time in a long while. Outside of the black out and an occasional air raid, there was nothing to remind you of war there. Women in uniform and rationing, of course. The rationing, although much more severe than in the States, is taken in stride. You never hear complaints from the people, and they do their best to make a Yank feel at home—grand people!
Now In France
"During those days, my company received three citations—I mention it because I'm quite proud of it.
"Well, that was a pretty long [**data missing**]