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The following photos are mostly of my Father, Robert E. Lannon. His training took place at Camp Wheeler, Ga; Fort Lewis, Wa.; Camp White, OR.; Camp Adair, Or.; and amphibious training at Camp San Louis Obispo in California. Jungle training took place after the 96th left the states. The Division was billeted at Schofield Barracks, Ha. until departing for Leyte in September of 1944. The following photographs are from Ft. Lewis, Washington. Again, if you have any pictures you would like us to add, please contact us to make arrangements.

	Unknown location of a troop formation. As a side note, in 1972 I was one of the last members in the USAF to live in WW2 barracks such as these pictured. After our Basic Training they were tore down to be replaced by 1,000 man giants.
	Dad appears to be cleaning his rifle here. The training of the 96th was legendary. And it paid off in the two campaigns they were to participate in. A good source of the 96th is "Deadeyes, The 96th Infantry Division" by Craig Berry. It can be obtained online at  Amazon.com or Barnes & Nobles. Also, there is "Camp White, City in the Agate Desert". Before you buy you can always order both books through inter-city library loan first.
	Another shot of Dad, obviously same location. The 96th had a very strict and well thought out training program. Members I have talked to said it was very tough. Not all men made it through. One of the strange facts was that the 96th got a lot of men who had been washed out of flight school or other officer programs. These "college boys" and the not so well educated members clashed at first. However, this mix worked out very well in combat, which says a lot about the cohesion of the 96th.
	I may be wrong here, but this building looks a lot like other armories I have seen around the country.
	Obviously an artillery practice session. After the war and many of the training camps closed, the unspent or unexploded shells left over posed danger to civilians. As late as 1990 there were reports of injuries when children or others accidentally uncovered an unexploded ordinance on various closed camps from the WW2 era.
	Where ever this was taken, Dad looks plenty tired. One thing struck me when I saw this photo, and that is how little the bunks have changed. As we were told in 1972, we had "three hots and a cot". And not a lot of free time either. During WW2 Basic was 13 weeks! We were rushed through in just 6 during the Vietnam era. And we were on the go 18 hours a day.
	We would very much like an ID on this officer. The only thing we can remember is Dad was very fond of this man. Unfortunately Dad left no notes on any of these pictures!
	On the move. Dad arrived at Camp Lewis in February 1943. He remained there, according to the  records we have till 1944 sometime, and then he was at Camp White. He also mentioned Camp Adair but no time frames. As mentioned earlier, he was also in California and Hawaii.