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On 4-30-43, our battalion of approximately 1000, along with several other outfits, the |88th C. B. Battalion, the V.M.B. 312 Unit and the Argus 14 Unit, a total of 3500 troops went aboard a troop transport ship, the MORMACPORT.

That afternoon we pulled anchor and headed for parts unknown. We were cautioned not to fall overboard, because the ship would not stop to pick us up, for fear of enemy submarine.

When I woke up the next morning I had to head for the "rail" along with alota lot [sic] of other men and try to empty my stomach, (even though it was already empty). After that I had no problem of being seasick.

Very few people on the ship knew where we were going, the rest of us had no idea, but from the scuttlebutt that went on, you could pick any island in the Pacific. After being at sea for a few days someone spotted the Southern Cross just above the horizon. As we continued to watch this each night it would be a little higher in the sky. This told us we were going south as well as west.

It was very hot below deck, particularly in the day time, and a half way decent seat on deck of the ship was always at a premium. One day "Utah" Johnson and I had good ones in the shade, so George Miller walks up in a hurry and said, "Johnson, you are wanted at the OD's Office" (Officer of the Day). Away he went, but he was back shortly and calling Miller names I can't print here. Of course, Miller wanted his seat. After ten days at sea, as we were about to cross the Equator, the honorable "King Neptune" came aboard. He is King of the ship while there and