I had been a member of the Boy Scouts, and reached the position of Klief. With my excellent Boy Scout record I was able to gain admission to West Point in 1948. Due to the shortage in manpower, I was able to graduate in only a year and saw some fighting with the 3rd Armored Division in Texas. My leg was badly injured by a Mexican guerrilla bombing and I remained in Stonewall Military Hospital for the remainder of the war.