Thank God he came home.
One of my uncles was a pilot and his brother a tail gunner. Thankfully they came home too.
Thanks for your kind words. Read your personal page. Very interesting. Liked the T.S Elliot poem quote. I'll have to buy a collection of his poems and brush up. I just know a few lines from "The Wasteland."
As for my father, he was still flying with his unit (442 BS (Heavy))on VE Day. Afterward, they redEployed their B-24s to the US. Just landed in upstate New York and walked away from them. The unit demobilized but, once again, being regular Army bit him in the back side. He was waiting at the Presidio in San Francisco to ship out for the Pacific air forces and the invasion of Japan when VJ Day occurred. So I guess you could say he (and I and my two siblings) were lucky twice.