Dave Dawson With The Commandos

Dave Dawson #9

by R. Sidney Bowen

Dave Dawson With The Commandos, has been considered important throughout the human history, and so that this work is never forgotten we have made efforts in its preservation by republishing this book in a modern format for present and future generations. This whole book has been reformatted, retyped and designed. These books are not made of scanned copies of their original work and hence the text is clear and readable.

128 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1942

About the author

Robert Sidney Bowen, Jr. (1900 – April 11, 1977) was a World War I aviator, newspaper journalist, magazine editor and author who was born in Boston, Massachusetts and died of cancer in Honolulu, Hawaii at the age of 76. He is best known for his boys' series books written during World War II, the Dave Dawson War Adventure Series and the Red Randall Series. Robert Sidney Bowen wrote the Red Randall and Dave Dawson series under the name R. Sidney Bowen and other fiction (sports and westerns) under the pseudonym James Robert Richard.

Reviews

[Avaris · Rating 4 out of 5]

This was a cute little story that has all the action and friendship qualities you'd expect for a Young Adult novel written like the Hardy Boys. A bit predictable, but nothing too bad.

[Lynette Lark · Rating 4 out of 5]

What a great book of propaganda for young boys to read in 1942!

[Amanda · Rating 3 out of 5]

Dave and Freddy are BACK and this time they are fresh from five weeks of Commando training. Their job this time is to parachute into occupied France and kidnap two of the Nazi Generals.

We start off in New York, jaunt to Canada, and then England. In England, Freddy is super happy because he can order tea. Then it's off to France to round up some Nazis.

I think after this, they spent some time on the Russian Front?

Something I noticed when I read this is that in these books there are NO WOMEN CHARACTERS. None. The waiters are men. Everyone they speak to is men. But they never even talk to a hatcheck girl or a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig. There are just no women in their world. I guess because the boys who liked these yarns were not of an age to be interested in the femmes?