Reviewing a Lifetime
(A Psychotherapist's Nightmare)
by John D. Sedory

Copyright©2013,2015,2018 by Daniel B. Sedory, Editor. All Rights Reserved.

Appendix D

Notes on
US Army Veteran:

Philip A. Sedory
(Author's Brother)

The author's parents received this telegram the first week of October, 1944:


Berwyn Life, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1944


  Mr. and Mrs. John Sedory, 3146 Austin blvd.[1], learned through a war department telegram received recently that their son, S/Sgt. Philip Sedory, a member of the Fifth Army in Italy, has been missing in action since September 18. S/Sgt. Sedory has been serving overseas since April, 1943[2], and saw action in Sicily before entering the Italian campaign.
  A former employee of the Sears Roebuck Co. in Chicago, Sedory was educated at the Haley School and MacArthur Grammar School. He graduated from Morton High School. He and his brothers, John, who is a R.DM. 3/c in the Navy in the Pacific, and Edward, who is employed at Western Electric and his sisters, Marie and Dorothy, have grown up in this community.
  After entering service on December 9, 1942, Sedory trained at Camp Wolters, Tex. His parents have never seen him in uniform, as he left for overseas without having a furlough. His destination was North Africa, where he was in Tunisia, and Algiers before participating in the invasion of Sicily. He was hospitalized with a case of frozen feet following the Sicilian campaign[3], and then entered combat in Italy.

[Thanks to staff of the Berwyn Public Library, who were very helpful in ascertaining this article came from Berwyn Life, and providing the November 3rd, 1944, date.]


See Appendix D-1 for Phil's account of his time as a POW in Stalag 7A during WWII.


Back Home
on a Horse!

Here we see Phil posing on a horse at some stable in the USA. We can clearly see his rank as Staff Sargent on his arm, so this had to have been taken some time after his return from overseas.

On back it simply states: "July, 1945." VE Day was May 8, 1945 and Phil was still inside Germany on May 7th, so a date of July makes sense as it took some time for American prisoners to be transported back to the US; though Phil does tell us he made it back by the end of May. Since he was still in uniform, Phil was likely waiting to know if he'd be reassigned or released from the Army; VJ Day wasn't until August 14, 1945.

(It's easy to see the name "RAY'S STABLES" at the left edge of this picture, but we have no idea where it was located.)





Appendix D-1
  (Phil's time as a POW in Stalag 7A)


1[Return to Text]  Some time after our author sailed off on the USS Crouter, his parents moved from Stickney to 3146 Austin Blvd. in Cicero. However, some time after John and Phil returned from overseas, and both Ed and then John (and their new wives) had temporarily lived there, they finally moved back to their home at 4109 S. Highland in Stickney. The family did not leave that home permanently until John, Sr. & Mary and Dorothy, moved to another home in Riverside, IL near the end of 1962.

2[Return to Text]  In his own words, Phil: "Boarded the English transport Andes on April 18 [1943]" (Link contains: "Andes ... sailed down the coast to New York. In the next two months she made three crossings from there to Casablanca, bringing a total of 22,000 troops to Morocco for the North African Campaign.") Phil's account continues with: "Sailed from New York harbor on the 19th. Arrived at Casablanca on April 27th (morning) after one day of rough weather in which I and many others became miserably seasick. The food served on ship was poor and the conditions were exceedingly overcrowded with an estimated 4500 troops." After marching through Casablanca to the railroad, they boarded boxcars to reach their final destination. Phil added: "Another experience I'll never forget in Casablanca was the thousands of insects similar to large grasshoppers flying through the air towards us."

3[Return to Text]  Although Sicily is in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea, just like on the big island of Hawaii, it can get very cold above certain elevations on Mount Etna (see here for a beautiful snow-covered view). So it must have been somewhere up the sides of Mount Etna that Phil got his feet frozen.