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Getting to know my husband. Captain <em>W. Glenn Jones, Jr.</em>, was fun, interesting and exciting as we were romancing in the faraway land of Korea.</p>
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He was a quiet chap unless thoroughly riled—then whee, what a temper. It took a great deal to cause this and his reason was usually sound. His love of chess (really a serious student of the game) and music (a true Glenn Miller addict) really explained him—the deep side and the light. I understand playing records while at the Academy caused him many hours of distress, but the hobby prevailed and our entire house in Seoul was wired for music from the old phonograph that played night and day.</p>
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We were married there on February 15, 1950, so our time together was very short but wonderful. He taught me Army in a hurry and I was eager to live and breathe the Army life as he did. He so thoroughly believed in it and was not only a good officer but a real soldier. The high praise and medals after he was gone are only a small proof of his ability.</p>
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If I could, I would like to describe his attitudes, manners and philosophy toward soldiering and life in general. But perhaps I can sum it up by using excerpts from my last letter to him which he never received.</p>
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“You teased me often but always gently about my philosophy and yet you live so much of it yourself unknowingly. Your ability to do what is required under any circumstances, and to know inwardly that all will turn out right is an example. The Hell you and all the others are experiencing is being fought for the same rights we have fought for always—freedom to live as we like to live. I don’t know why or how I believe this but I do. I too have tried to become wise, not in the combat sense, but wise enough to try and help others and find the way to be your Number One girl, wife and partner.</p>
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“We have had to postpone our future plans as one postpones a picnic when the sky becomes overcast and ominous. You taught me to accept anything that happens in the military as ‘routine’ do the best we can and hope the next assignment is the dream one.”</p>
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And so El Capitan—there were bigger plans for you, as there were for many others. Your family and friends will carry their heads proudly to have known you. The Supreme Command ordered—it was God’s will. Long live a fine soldier, a real gentleman and a grand husband.</p>
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May I add that Glenn’s wonderful family helped in so many ways to make my life full again. His father, Commander W. Glenn Jones (USN-Ret.), and mother reside in Altadena, California. His brother and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Richard F. Jones, who are expecting their first baby in June, reside in Pasadena. These people are a part of my family of which I am very proud.</p>