What, Monday already

The next few years of Dads life are pretty much a puzzle to me. I know he was married sometime in the late 20's or mid 30's. I never met the lady, or indeed didn't know of the marriage until I was in my mid teens! If I remember correctly (real iffy proposition) her name started with an E and isn't a currently in vogue or even common name. How long they were married or anything else...I have no idea. Around 1935 they moved to Prescott, Arizona.... Again I don't know if Dad was transferred to Prescott by Penny's or if there was another reason. I do know that Dad had an uncle by the name of Jack Jackson who owned the Prescott Studebaker dealership, so that might have had something to do with it. I believe they were divorced just prior to the second world war.....That is something I could find out at the county records, and someday might....just to satisfy my curiosity.

Dad was 30 years old at the start of the World War 2, as a single man and not a father (yet), he was drafted a few months into 1942. I got a kick out of Gramma Spencer telling me that he was so thin when he went of to boot camp.. Six foot one and 135 pounds! When he got out of boot camp he was still the 6'1" but now weighed 170 pounds!
It seems like that was the first time in his 30 years that he had ever had the luxury of 3 squares a day for any length of time.......It sure is a different world now.

Without digging into the records (stored away) I can't remember where he took his basic training, he did go to his advanced training in the Rocky Mountain area, Idaho I think.

Being a mature and hard working 30 year old, Dad made rank early. He was a Sergeant not long after his training was done. Attached to an anit-aircraft battalion he was quickly a gun captain.

I really am having one of those days, I can't remember what the AAA Battalion was. I do know it was one of the ones in the 550's numbering system. I think it might have been the 550th AAA Btn. I promise I will look some of these details up and add them to the story.

Anyway, the unit spent 1943 and early 44 near Honolulu, which dad did admit, "Wasn't that bad an assignment".