Bttt, with gratitude.
The flight crew on my dad's plane named the plane after his brothers. It was shot down on that mission and all of the men on board were killed. Had they not pulled him off, I wouldn't be here today. My dad stayed in the AF training flight crews in CA until the war was over.
My mother's brother was killed with them. Her brother is buried in the national cemetery in Manila, P.I. because her folks couldn't afford to bring his body home.
I told my dad about this article when I saw him and he got tears in his eyes. He'll be 85 this year and it still hurts him like it happened yesterday.
Growing up I felt cheated because none of my uncles were married so I only had 3 cousins on my dad's side, but having been Blessed to live in the greatest country in the world, I'm so very grateful for the sacrifices they all made. God Bless all of our Veterans, and ALL of our soldiers who are serving today.