Lieutenant Stanley Farwell was a gung-ho, freewheeling, macho member of Darby’s Rangers, an American unit which had its baptism of fire during the World War II North Africa Campaign. In that he was no exception. The unit was full of cowboy types. Farwell was, however an exception in shoe size. When his size fourteen-and-a-half combat boots finally wore out, he discovered that the U. S. Army was ill-prepared for soldiers apparently related to Bigfoot. There were no replacements readily available. What to do?
The resourceful young Stanley explored some abandoned houses. In one he found some shoes, not quite his size but usable. One problem: they were bedroom slippers. Not one to be put off by minor irritations, Stanley marched and fought in his fluffy footwear for some time before new boots could be procured for him. During that time, Farwell’s jeep suffered a ruptured tire. No spare was available! Oh well, he’d have to improvise again.
Under cover of night, Stanley went tire shopping. In his bedroom slippers, he shuffled across a considerable portion of North Africa in the dark and found his way behind German lines. Finally locating a German vehicle whose tires would fit his jeep, Stanley worked quickly and quietly to remove a wheel. Undiscovered, he completed his task and stealthily shuffled–and rolled–his way back to American territory.
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