Thanks for that link - I had never read about Jack Downey and Richard Fecteau before.
You’re very welcome.
It’s amazing that Jack came home after two long decades, resumed his life without PTSD and lived a fruitful life.
His captors didn’t break him in spite of horrific tortures..
“I really found the most pernicious thing in prison was feeling sorry for yourself.”
I’m glad his mother saw his release; in spite of her stroke. She never broke her faith...I think she attended Mass every day; she taught in the school across the street from Church.
You know, when you’re a kid, [especially in the 50s] you were greatly influenced by the adults in your life. Mrs. Downey, our pastor leading prayers for Jack on Sunday, and shoe boxes with combs, toothbrushes, toothpaste and penny candy. And learning to hate and fear communism.
Sorry for the rambling...but it was big deal in our puny little lives. I can only imagine what Otto and his family experienced.