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, PFC. CHARIES A. CLONINGER KILLED IN ACTION OCTOBER 20, 19U November 21 - Mr, and Mrs, Henry Cloninger have been informed by the V/ar Department that their youngest son, Charles (Moss) age 23 has been killed in action on October 20th on Leyte Island, "Moss" entered service in August, 19A2 and received training at Ft, McClellan, Ala, He was sent overseas in the early Spring of 194A. He is survived by his parents, five brothers, Russell of Lawndale^ and four in the armed services. Jack, Gene and James of the Army and Hugh of the Navy, tv^o sisters also survive, Mrs, Charles Willis and Miss Mabel Cloninger, John H: 1 -* 3 "Lot not your heart be troubled; believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions; if it. were not so, I \vould have told you; for I go to pre~ Pfire a place for you and if I go to prepare a place for ' you, I come again, and xvill receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also~" ■ * «• * ■ ■■ * 4. ' Letters From The Boy ' ' “ ‘ ■ From some outlpjidish station came his letter yesterday. We think he*s in New Guinea, but he*s not alloived to say. The page is filled with humor^ and in spite of dangers grim. We feel certain that his chuckle still remains a part of him. For he writes: "Oh, darling mother,, ifa this filthy place ! live, I»d pass'up all promotion for that bath' you used to. givef! 1 "Do you remember, mother, how I used to runaway ' ITheh you said: 'Come oni it’s a bath .for you today?*' How I battlcdl Hovj I struggledl How 1 filled the air with cries ' • V/hen'you covered me vdth lather and sqap got in my eyesl Well, toni^t I'm fairly wishing you could lead me to a tub , I would stand at attention and be glad to let you scrub, "I*m wishing, darling mother, you could once more probe my ears IVith .those lovely, pointed fingers that I said were sharp as shears, I*d be. glad to let you lead me by my top knot and I s;vear I would, never once start shouting: *You are pulling out my-hairI" Oh, I* .wonder, little mother, in those fits of boyish wrath, ' •' Did.you think for one brief moment that I*d ever like a bath? "Oh, we fellovjs talk things over now we*re miles and miles away. And we count the many blessings that were ours just yesterday^ ■■ And the joys wo took for granted, let me tell you mother dear-. It's for those things vic are fighting in these dismal swamps out here, laid there's not a boy among’'us trudging beach and jungle patlj, Eut is longing every minute for his mother — and a bath". Edgar A, Guest
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