"How I got my jeep.- A story told to me while displaying my jeep at an air
show"
I was stationed on Okinawa in 1945. Each day when I pased the Corps
Headquarters, I saw the nicest jeep just sitting there. It was nice and clean,
and had a top with side curtains. I never saw it moved. I must have passed by
that jeep for about three weeks and it was never moved. One night, very late,
I was coming back from somewhere and it was pouring rain. And there was that
jeep, just sitting there, so I decided to get in. it had the steering wheel
chained down, but I cut the chain with some cutters I had with me. I was
trying to hot wire the ignition when I realized there was someone next to me.
I looked up to see the prettiest pair of eagles on the shoulders of a full
bird colonel. I figured I'd be going to jail, but he said; "Having trouble
getting it started, son? Why don't we pull it with my jeep?" So we got it
going and I painted that jeep Marine Corps green at night in the pouring rain.
Later a buddy approached me with a proposition from some guys in a bomber
group. It seems there was a shortage of transport in the Philippines and guys
down there would pay $500 for a jeep. They could put a jeep in each bomb bay
of a B29. They offered to fly my jeep down there and split the money 50/50. So
we loaded her up and got $250 for my jeep.
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