Max Joseph Berryessa_ Max was part of the original landings on Iwo Jima and Okinawa. He served in the Navy as an electrician second class throughout the Pacific. Golden A. Bingham Golden went to boot camp in Idaho for six months, then was sent to San Diego, California. He attended torpedoman classes and repaired aircraft torpedoes for nine months. He also served in an office in Hawaii. He attended the trade school at the old Weber campus in the buildings on Adams Avenue in Ogden. Paul James Bingham_ Paul and I were both in the Navy together, and at one point we were both stationed in San Diego at the same time. We were not in the same company, but on off days we were able to visit each other. Paul worked in an office during his time in the service. Although we were ten years apart in age, Paul and I had a very close relationship. Submitted by Golden Bingham, brother Robert Henry Bischoff Robert attended Weber from 1940 to 1942. He then served in the Navy aboard a destroyer escort in the South Pacific. He was awarded battle star citations for action at Okinawa, Iwo Jima, Leyte Gulf and Luzon. He was discharged as a lieutenant junior grade. Jim Clifford Blair Jim entered Weber College in 1942 and was elected student body president in 1943. He was unable to serve this term due to his entrance into the service. He joined the Navy in July and became a naval aviator. He came back to Weber after being released from the service in 1946 and was active on the staff of the Signpost. Bettie Blair Bond I graduated from Weber Junior College in 1941; and in August of that year, I was awarded a full scholarship to Woodbury College in Los Angeles. My folks thought attending college away from home would be a good experience. They encouraged me to go and offered to help with additional expenses. I packed my bags and headed for California. Later, I applied for a job as a stenographer at Lockheed Aircraft in Burbank. The war had started and many positions were made available to women. One day, recruiters came through Lockheed advertising for women to enlist in the Army, Navy, or Air Corps. It wasn't long after that, my brother Bob, who was in the Air Corps, was killed in an air accident in Arizona. Patriotism was strong in our family, and I decided to join the WAVES. After enlisting, six of us from the Ogden area boarded a train and went to New York for boot training. Upon our arrival, we were taken to Hunter College. While there, I earned my 3rd class rating. Throughout the service, my music training paid off. Within days, I was approached and asked to audition for the Singing Platoon group. We marched just like the fellows; but rather than marching to cadence, we marched to singing. I led the group. For two weeks, I selected the songs, and we marched as we sang them. Becoming acquainted with those women was a great experience. We were all volunteers who wanted to serve our country. After training, we were called together and were told that we were to be sent to various bases. There were 400 women going to the west coast. When asked who would like to be the leader of this group, I volunteered. Another officer, Billy Parkes, was selected 138 as a helper, and the two of us were responsible for a train full of women for the four-day journey. Those women were wonderful! We combed each other's hair, painted fingernails, laughed and sang the whole way. What a party we had! We arrived at Terminal Island in San Pedro where 200 of us stayed and the others went on to Terminal Island in San Francisco. Each Saturday, Billy and I walked behind the captain as he inspected the troops. If your suit wasn't pressed, hair neatly done, or any other flaw was found, he told you about it. The women in our company always looked sharp. In addition, the captain would check the barracks. We made sure that every bed had square corners and that every shower and bathroom was clean and shiny. The captain wore white gloves as he ran his hand across the top of the shower, trying to find dirt. He never did! During the year, we didn't receive any demerits. We were the pride of the companies on the Island. During the second year, the chief of personnel was told that I could type. He asked me to work for him and take the place of a sailor so that person could be sent overseas. I stayed in personnel for the remaining year of my military career. Our office did the paper work for transfers, incoming military, court-martials, etc. I became good friends with the captain. There wasn't much to do at night until we discovered a room with an old upright piano. I would play the old songs and everyone would sing. We finished the evening with a few classical numbers. Later on, a sailor on base who was a great musician organized a choir of sailors and WAVES. We sang 'God Bless America' and other 1940s songs in Long Beach and Los Angeles for the Chamber of Commerce, Elk's Club and others. One day the captain asked if I could play the organ. I had played organ in my church for years. He was performing a wedding the next week and needed an organist. He was able to obtain the wedding music; and on the next Tuesday night, we drove to Long Beach. He performed the ceremony, and I played the music. On the way back, he mentioned that he would buy an organ for the base. After that, on Sunday mornings, a chaplain preached the sermon, and I played the music. My WAVE experience enhanced my love for the U.S.A. and the men and women who serve in the military. It was a wonderful two-year journey. I was honorably discharged in April 1946. I came back to Ogden and began working at Weber Junior College as the assistant registrar to Clarisse Hall. It was a great job and Weber remains special to me. Thanks to the alumni for honoring those of us who served during World War II. Written on 22 May 2003 Fay W. Boyer Fay joined the Navy in January 1942. He served in the Pacific zone, mainly in the Philippines, Okinawa, and Hawaii. Fay was a pharmacist mate first class and was discharged in May 1946. E. Wayne Bundy_ 'THE BATTLESHIP ALABAMA' I came aboard the 'A' in Scapa Flow after a five-week chase from Norfolksix, five, and four knot convoys to Halifax, Sydney and Argentina; then on the HMS Faulkner to the Firth at Gourock, a truck ride to Glasgow, a train ride to Thurso, packet boat to Scapa, a Royal Navy station ship, and midnight launch to BB-60. With the Home Fleet Alabama was the HMS Black Prince. We and the Sodak were replacing two British battleships sent to the Mediterranean after the Italians put limpet mines on two of them in the Alexandria Harbor. The Royal Navy was big on drills, and we profited from our time with it. We also enjoyed the relationship. In port, we traded crewmen for opposite numbers for the day and officers for dinner, to our mutual benefit. They loved our gedunks since they had no milk or ice cream; our guys, in turn, loved their rum ration and Wardroom drinks. They were big on complicated OP (Operations Plan)ships coming from Gibraltar, Murmansk, Scapa, and Iceland. These were to converge off Norway, intent on luring the Tirpitz and the Scharnhorst out and 139