Here is a letter from Mrs. Elizabeth H. Burno of Box 13,
Woodstock, III., that has come to us through Mrs. LeRoy Blaker.
Mrs. Burno tells of some of the experiences her son, Mr. Peter H.
Burno had in the second World War. She says in part
‘First he is the youngest locomotive engineer in the United
States Army.
‘Second, he was crawling over and under the various engines
in the railroad yards at Fort Eustis, Virginia, one Sunday during
time off. when he met an older man in greasy jumper, obviously
doing the same thing and having a fine time at it. They gave each
other the friendly ‘high ball’ and spent a pleasant hour
discussing steam in general and, no doubt, what they thought of the
Army. That evening- Peter recognized the gentleman and to his
horror spotted an eagle on each shoulder. He was Peter’s
Colonel.
‘Third, Hitler’s private train is on the siding in
camp. Pete was very much impressed with the detail work and was
thinking to himself that the Germans had surely done a superior
job. Then Peter noticed the very familiar American automatic
couplings and Westinghouse air brakes. The Supermen had
bowed.’
