Julian Snipe a 94-year-old WWII army veteran grew up on Johns Island in the 1920′s. When he was 18 he was the only one out of the five boys in his family to be drafted for World War II. “When you got to England it was different, France was beautiful and all of those places were good. We had a problem here in the United States. I didn’t know other parts of the world were that good.” Snipe said referring to being a black man in the Army. Andrew J. Whitaker/Staff. Featured Image
Surgery scars on his knees are the legacy of World War II for Julian Snipe. A mine exploded in Germany, destroying the ammo supply truck he was walking alongside. He woke on the ground in the bitter cold and couldn’t feel his legs.
Snipe joined the Army in 1942 as an 18-year-old. He had grown up on a Johns Island family farm. He couldn’t wait to see more of the world.
He had been jealous of the soldiers riding by in the buses in their uniforms, including the white ones who would point their rifles at him like they were squeezing the trigger, calling him names and throwing stuff at him.