We Were There: Emmeline's Story
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I was one of five women chosen to serve our country, fighting side by side with the men, and only some of us had come home. Being surrounded by friends and enemies, having to choose who you can save, who you can love, and how to survive is something they couldn't have prepared us for. My name is Emmeline Banks, and I served in WWII in the Airborne. This is my story.
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