Biography - The following text was provided to me by his daughter. I have included it in this write-up in its entirety: Truman Alford was born in 1911, the youngest of 11 children in a hard-scrabble backwoods family in central Louisiana. As a child, he missed a year of school for what was called "growing pains," but many years later an Army physical diagnosed that illness as having been rheumatic fever. His route out of rural poverty was to go through LSU on a ROTC scholarship in the early thirties; He earned an electrical engineering degree but was unable to get a job during the depression. So he signed up as an officer with the CCC (Civilian Conservation Corps), and when WWII broke out, he got credit for his 5 (I think) years with CCC. He married my mother, Margaret Parnell (whom he called a "Mississippi girl"), in 1937. It was 9 years before I (their only child) was born in July, 1946. We lived in Heidelberg, Germany from 1951-1954... a truly wonderful time to be an American in Europe. Those are some of my clearest childhood memories, and people literally couldn't do enough for us.
In all, Daddy served 20 years in the Army and after 4 years in the Pentagon (which he called 'the ulcer factory) he retired as a Lt. Col. in 1960. He, my mother and I moved from Arlington, VA, to Linden, TX, where he took a job as a branch officer with the Texas Forest Service... just about as far from the Pentagon, the Army, Britain (where he spent much of the war and absolutely HATED!) Dachau, etc, as he could possibly get. After I got married he and mama moved back to his home turf in Louisiana. In 1987, they moved to the northern Chicago suburbs to be near my husband and me. He died there in 1996, age 85, of lung cancer... undoubtedly from all those cigarettes the Army gave out
during the war. He had stopped smoking 20 years before and thought he was in the clear. He's buried in the Fort Jessup Cemetery (a civil war fort) near his home town of Many, LA.
Photo to the left shows Truman and wife Margaret. She was one of the few women of her time that attended college and earned a college degree.
Research - Out of all the men I’ve had the privilege to research, I have the most “official” documentation on Major Alford (pronounced all-ford). This fact is probably because he was involved with a number of different activities within the unit as well as later writing about his experiences. I found his information much like the others, basic searches on the web, which led me to an Alford Genealogy. From there a question raised to its moderator. In this case, the moderator knew Truman and had spoken to him about their family history and knew his daughter’s name and the area that they had lived. It wasn’t long until I had found her place of business and an email was sent. A very friendly email soon came back in reply. Subsequent emails revealed that many of the places my father had mentioned had also been mentioned in the Alford home….England, Holland, Germany and specifically Dachau.
Truman had been a career soldier and had gathered a room full of paperwork, photos and memorabilia from his life as a soldier. Unfortunately after his death in 1996, the majority of the items were disposed of. During his time with the 6th, he served as adjutant and later as S-4 officer. S-4 is the military title for the logistics officer. He was in charge of managing all manner of supplies and services for the unit and the units they served. The S-4 position is widely considered the toughest job in the unit and in many cases filled by an officer with special training in this area. These facts are identified in the unit’s Payroll Records and After-Action Reports. These same reports identify that he was with the unit while on maneuvers in the California desert in 1943 and still there with them on June 1st, 1945.
After WWII, Truman wrote about his experiences during the Brittany campaign. I was able to find this report available on microfilm at the Donovan Library at Fort Benning, GA. Their librarian was very helpful even though they were going through some remodeling of the facility. The document was on microfilm, so it was white text on a black background. It was very difficult to read not to mention the obvious distress the document seen. It is my hope to at some point re-type the entire document. One item I found most interesting was within the bibliography of the report. Truman lists a History of the 6th Tank Destroyer Group as a personal possession of the author, but as I mentioned earlier, almost all his materials were lost. It is my hope that other copies of the unit history may someday be found, if for no other reason but to confirm my research. A duplicate of this document may be what Bill Qualter stated he had once had.
I sent the photo of the officers sitting around the table to Truman’s daughter. She was able to identify him from just seeing him from the back, by the shape of his head. Her husband picked out the same man as his father-in-law. Truman was the first person to be identified in that photo. Her identification was later confirmed when a son of another soldier provided me with the same photo with all the names identified. You can’t imagine how happy I was to receive the named photo.
Truman was also involved with the Control Rest Center, which was designed to provide four days of leave from the difficulties of war. A newspaper write-up on the Rest Center was included in the XIII Corps history. While looking through Major General Alvan Gillem’s papers at the Carlisle Military History Museum, I came across a letter dated January 26th, 1945, to Truman, commenting on how good everything was at the Rest Center. General Gillem was the commander of the XIII Corps. Obviously Major Alford was a capable administrator. Thankfully he was part of a very capable unit….the 6th TD Group.
The three good pictures I have of Truman were given to me by his daughter. One first was taken in Germany by a professional photographer. The last was taken just a short time before he was diagnosed with Cancer. He died the same year as my father in 1996, although Truman was a few years older. As stated before he can also be seen, back to the camera, in the officer’s mess photo. I don’t believe my father spoke with anyone from his unit after he had returned home from the war. It makes me wonder what such men would speak of now after such a long time has passed?