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Caterpillar Tractor Co., 1945
Four hundred and twenty-two stars...that's a pretty big slice out of a town that was so proud to reach 3500 in the 1940 census. ...And there weren't many of those boys I didn't know...called most of them by their first names.
Used to be, on a spring night like this, they made Main Street gay enough...singing and hollering at each other and sitting on the front porches with the girls.
Seems to me a small town is a good place to grow up... a place with a little old bandstand in the square, and lawns and gardens around the houses...a place close to the ground. Makes no difference if it's in Connecticut or Kansas. It's America.
I'd like to see those boys again. It's been a long time now, and they don't get home on leave from camp any more. ...The letters they write come across oceans, from far-off places, with queer, out-landish names we never heard of before and will never forget. Some of them won't be back...there are quite a lot of gold stars in our flag now, and we know there'll be others.
Art by James R. Bingham
Caterpillar Tractor Co., 1945
Four hundred and twenty-two stars...that's a pretty big slice out of a town that was so proud to reach 3500 in the 1940 census. ...And there weren't many of those boys I didn't know...called most of them by their first names.
Used to be, on a spring night like this, they made Main Street gay enough...singing and hollering at each other and sitting on the front porches with the girls.
Seems to me a small town is a good place to grow up... a place with a little old bandstand in the square, and lawns and gardens around the houses...a place close to the ground. Makes no difference if it's in Connecticut or Kansas. It's America.
I'd like to see those boys again. It's been a long time now, and they don't get home on leave from camp any more. ...The letters they write come across oceans, from far-off places, with queer, out-landish names we never heard of before and will never forget. Some of them won't be back...there are quite a lot of gold stars in our flag now, and we know there'll be others.
Art by James R. Bingham