At War45-03-1388Can Do

Words at war. Trench in grade, and each man according to his trade. We say, can do. Through burling day and chilling night, we toil and sweat and work and fight for yank and gov. From northern lights to desert sun, and all engagements called upon to do the job.

The war is born days along. But brother, do not get us wrong. We are the crew with pride enough by foreign seas and plenty tough, though just CBs who say can do. The National Broadcasting Company, in cooperation with the Council on Books and War Time, presents another program in the widely discussed series Words at War, gramitizing the most representative

books to come out of this great world conflict. Tonight's dramatization is based on William Bradford who is stirring tale of the Navy CB's, Can-Do. I'm standing on 34th and 6th in New York. First time I've ever been here. I'm still in uniform but there's a discharge pin in my pocket and I'm looking up. You have to see the Empire's

State Building to really know how big it is. 102 stories of steel and stone that It puts a crick in your neck after a while looking up at the top. But you know I've seen jobs that took a lot more doing.

Yeah, when they built the Empire State nobody was popping at them with guns. In the sea bees it's part of the work. When the work is done you don't look up into the clouds at it.

Most of the time it's right down at your feet. Maybe it's an airstrip. Maybe it's deluxe foxholes. Doesn't sound like much does it? No, it's nothing. Nothing at all. Without us, the Navy would be in one sweet hole.