Staff Sergeant Bill Thompson, whose home address is Friendship Avenue, Pittsburgh, was the friendliest Yank in all the crowded British Isles. He bounced down the street of his West Country station, shook hands with anyone & everyone, boasted: "I'm the father of the Heanor quads. I want, the whole world to know."
The Father. The chances of a man in Britain siring four children at a single birth are 600,000-to-1. Auburn-haired auburn-skinned Sergeant Bill had made it. Life, he felt at that moment, had no problems he couldn't lick. He was not married...
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