Robert B. Clay, Bountiful, Utah: an interview by Benjamin Bahlmann, April 27, 2001: Saving the legacy tape no. 390, 391 and 392

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ROBERT B. CLAy PRI 27 u 20 1 ROB: Yes, we must have shaved, although a lot of peopl didn t. I gr w a mu tach nd I let it grow until it was about six inches long. They used to call me th walru becau it stuck out so far on each side. One time, when the Red Cross parcels came and ev ryon was so happy, it turned out to be shoe polish. Everyone got about ten cans of shoe polish. I used mine to grease and twist my mustache into two long strands. BEN: How long did they march you, then? ROB: We had been up all day and they marched us out about midnight. We marched all night until the next morning and we came to a little town, probably about ten or fifteen miles. They wanted to march during the night and not during the day, for some reason. They said just do the best you can, so my bombardier and I found a little shed in a back yard and we laid there during the day and talked and got ready for the next night. Then we marched all that night and the next morning we had gone about fifty miles, and we came a great big drying building for clay pots, and the clay pots were like tanks, some of them. They would dry them in this big warm building that was about a block square, and when we got there, there were most of the ten thousand kriegies from the different compounds were already in there, and everybody was just dead from marching and the cold and everything. So, everyone stayed there for a couple of days and recuperated. This Arragonajoker that wouldn't march every day (and I would try to roust him out, but he wouldn't march with the rest of us; he would just lay there in his bed and laugh at us and say, "I'll see you along the side of the road when I go marching past," just that kind of an attitude). Well, when we got to this building he didn't having anything left. He had 109