Dad enlisted in the Army Air Corps in the fall of 1941, before the U.S. entered the war in December. From induction at Ft. Hayes, Columbus, he went first to Jefferson Barracks, Missouri, and then to Chanute Field at Rantoul, Illinois. Following training as an aircraft maintenance technician, he spent most of three years in India, during 1943 - 1945, at an Army Air Corps base near Chabua in Assam Province, in the foothills of the Himalayas. He was a non-commissioned officer, working as a service technician in support of aircraft flying "The Hump" from India, to resupply the Chinese who were fighting the Japanese army of occupation. As a result of this experience, Dad had zero interest in tent camping when we were kids, although he did ultimately enjoy camping in a pop-top camper that fit in his 1974 Dodge pickup truck. Dad told a few stories about life in the Army and in India -- mostly observations on the culture and human conditions that he observed there. He was interested in the culture, and learned a smattering of Hindi. He had two scrapbooks, one that he made himself of stateside photos, and one which appears to have been assembled by his mother using photos and information that Dad sent back from India. There are typed captions, which fell loose from the pages over the decades, and it's not always crystal clear which photo is described by a given caption.