During World War II, I was trained as a radio operator to serve as a communication link between the front and those in command. I was sent overseas to a replacement pool on the island of Leyte in the Philippines to await assignment.
We were told that one out of four of us would probably get killed. Radio operators had a very high mortality rate, because our position could easily be detected by the Japanese. They would use two or more direction range finder radios to zero in on our signals. Where two of these lines crossed on the map, they would concentrate bombs or artillery.
While waiting for assignment, I decided I should communicate with God more than I had previously. I reached down to the bottom of my barracks bag and retrieved the Bible, Science and Health, and the Christian Science Quarterly Weekly Bible Lessons that my mother had sent me two years before. I dusted them off, and began my first study of Christian Science since I'd enlisted.
