It was a good time, because you felt like you were doing something to help the guys who were giving you their all. And it was scary for a lot of young men. All of my patients were in their late teens and early twenties. I had a lot of good experiences in terms of service as a nurse. The one thing that stands out in my mind more than any other: after the war was over, when we were receiving prisoners of war from the Japanese prison camps, the way those prisoners looked. The one that stands out in my mind is a colonel, who was probably six foot four inches tall when he started out. When we got him, he was five foot, eleven and weighed less than 100 pounds and we put him on ship to Hawaii. We heard that he died before he got there.
We had our field hospital down on the beach at Leyte, with this jungle right behind us. And this young black man came stumbling in holding his guts in. I don't know what his story was, but his abdomen was completely exploded and he was holding his intestines in. Our corpsmen got him into the operating room very quickly and the doctors saved him.
I stayed in nursing after the war, and I retired with a total of 47 years in nursing.