I was known as Bert for my life prior to the Army. I am Charles Elbert Monson. My Dad was also Charles. My Dad did not want me called Charles so I was Bert to my family. I still get called Uncle Bert by some.
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This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.
Saturday, March 3, 2018
Bert Monson is wounded.
I came across this newspaper clipping the other day. It was published in the Pomona, California Progress Bulletin in 1944. I was 19. Don't you think that I thought that I was really something? (A hero maybe?)
I was known as Bert for my life prior to the Army. I am Charles Elbert Monson. My Dad was also Charles. My Dad did not want me called Charles so I was Bert to my family. I still get called Uncle Bert by some.
I was known as Bert for my life prior to the Army. I am Charles Elbert Monson. My Dad was also Charles. My Dad did not want me called Charles so I was Bert to my family. I still get called Uncle Bert by some.
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