Morry was a classmate of mine at the University Of Illinois Medical School, and we also served our internship together at the same hospital in Chicago.

He was a Battalion Surgeon assigned to the 1st Armored Division. Our meeting occurred in North Africa after the capitulation of the German Afrika Korps.

Needless to say, we were delighted to meet up with each other. In addition, of course, we swapped stories and various hazardous moments. He told me that he was captured by the Germans once and sent back to the Allied lines because, fortunately, he had picked up wounded German soldiers as well as Americans in his half-track ambulance.

He had already been awarded a Silver Star by his unit for some other similar action. Boy, was I envious, but not enough to want to change places with him. No way!

This picture was taken near Bizerte, North Africa before the invasion of Italy.

He survived the war, started a private general practice in a suburb of Chicago and married a pretty nurse who shared an apartment with my wife while we were overseas.