[mc5cents]

My father was flying missions to the war's end. He lost an engine coming back from Japan and had to make an emergency landing at Iwo Jima. By the time he flew back the next day Japan had announced their surrender.

The only reason I ever got to know my father was because of THE BOMB. He was on a troop ship on the way to Japan when they surrendered. He was in Naval UDT, and the UDT was told to expect 90% casualties. He most likely would never have survived. UDT was the first people to swim ashore and try to map and/or eliminate the underwater mines and obstacles. They would then go ashore and map the terrain for the invasions. My dad always liked to joke that they would leave signs on the beach welcoming the Marines. LOL. No marine will admit to that though.

[Northern Yankee]

Great story.

We are so fortunate to have had fathers that were real patriots. Not these bastards in congress today, who are willing to sell our country down the river to appease some low life tyrant.