In 1936, I was as close to Hitler as I am to you now.

That should be a close one.

With my lung problems, they didn't think I'd do well in trench warfare.

Sure, we helped win the war. We took photographs of Japan that were used to select (bombing) targets and to analyze damage, which was our main job. It was hot on Guam, and the metal huts were like tin cans. That's why we hardly ever wore our uniforms.

I saw quite a bit of (Gable) there. He was still at loose ends because of the death of his wife, but was a real gentleman. I was surprised by how good he was.

The obstacle course had three walls, and you were supposed to climb one of them on the basis of your ability. But I'm not a physical person, so I picked the smallest wall, ran around it and fell into the sawdust.