THE DISAPPEARING GENERATION:
Sam Meiselman, who changed his name to Sam Morrison after WWII, trained at Camp Hale in Colorado.
Who am I to tell this story? War is an odd experience, and I’ve seen and felt the misery of war and lost many of my good buddies during that short time.
I was born Sam Meiselman, September 3, 1923, in Englewood, New Jersey, before moving as a child to Leonia. I was the third oldest in a family of six kids — two boys, four girls. My older brother was the academic, the star with the engineering scholarship to Cooper Union. Then there was me, the comic. My family opened a general store that went belly-up in the middle of the Depression. My father lost everything, and moved us to New York to get monetary relief.
I’ll tell you how I got from the Bronx to the 10th. In 1939, the Russians attacked Finland, and the Russian ski troopers annihilated two tank divisions. There was a fellow named Charles Minot Dole. Everyone called him Minnie, and he was an insurance guy as well as president of the National Ski Patrol, a civilian force whom he wanted to recruit for the Unites States forces. His guys lived mainly in New England, young guys who volunteered to rescue those trapped on mountains for the glory and the girls. Eventually, in 1940, the Army agreed to let Minnie have something like a ski unit.
Minnie Dole was no relation to Bob Dole, but Bob himself was in the 10th, as many Americans know, and we were in the same hospital in Italy, but I’m getting ahead of my story.
Now how did this kid from the Bronx get in with these