Shindigs and Platter Parties
"I was a junior in City College and occasionally ushered in the Boulevard theater (25 cents for a feature picture, newsreel, comedy, cartoon, previews and a Pete Smith travelogue). There was a bowling alley right across from the theater, and we did lots of bowling on Fridays after school hours. I was on the City team. I also had time to deliver the Baltimore Post and sell the Saturday Evening Post and Collier's magazine door-to-door to pick up change. That Friday, everybody was looking forward to Saturday night when the gang would go to shindigs, platter parties with Glenn Miller records in neighborhood homes. . . . My dad was on the active Army Reserve list. On Sunday afternoon, I came back from ice skating at the North Avenue sports center. He had put on his uniform. I asked him why, and he told me." -- Mr. Marck operates a travel agency and lives in Bel Air in Harford County.
"I was attending Douglass High School, a 16-year-old at the time. Among my activities were boxing and cheerleading for the football team. I was delivering papers, too, but had no idea there would ever be anything like a war. World War I was so recent that it didn't seem possible. I was studying history then and reading about wars. From my paper route, I knew that sometimes a newspaper would headline 'WAR DECLARED' and underneath in small type put 'On Slot Machines,' or something. Later, I went into the Navy air arm in October of '43 and trained as a metalsmith." (At Camp Whiting, near Pensacola, Fla., a female civilian employee of the Navy who operated a base bus ordered him to go to the back of the bus. He refused. The driver was transferred by the Navy to driving a dump truck.) "Later, I won an Army commission in time to serve as a lieutenant in the Korean War period." -- Mr. Walker is the author of "We Are Men" (The Heritage Press, 1972), a diary of discrimination in the armed forces, and he lectures on the subject. A retired social services director, he lives in the Ashburton section of Baltimore.