When faced with danger

A soldier's protection at sea

WORLD WAR II was raging while I was still in Sunday School. Like many other young men, I volunteered for duty in the United States Army Reserves and was soon called to active duty. Before long I found myself on a troopship, part of a convoy heading east through the Mediterranean Sea toward the Suez Canal.

It was a journey full of menace, with hostile planes threatening our slow-moving trail of ships. As many know, a convoy moves at the fastest speed of the slowest ship, and that is slow indeed. Within just a few days, the convoy was bombed twice. Our ship was not hit, but the atmosphere aboard became increasingly thick with tension.

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