|A few friends and some of my grand children have shown some interest in
my military career duty during World War II and suggested I write some
sort of account about it. To me it is hardly worth mentioning compared to
the courage, endeavors, escapades, accomplishments and sacrifices of so
many others. I had a friend badly wounded who came home on crutches, and
a cousin named after my father as I am also, who never made it through
the D-Day invasion and left a new bride a new widow. |
My time spent in the Army Air Corps and U.S. Air Force had a significant and tremendous impact on my life and to bring this to a close when the war was over and I was discharged would leave it without a proper ending. To take up this slack I felt I must add something about my post war activities to round out the complete the picture.
I wanted to enlist when I saw my friends and relatives serving, but my father, who had served in World War I, talked me out of it saying that by the time I got there it would be all over as the war in Europe was coming to an end very soon. Even so I still had to register for the draft, and I was secretly hoping I would be called. I figured that my parents would be happier if it was not my idea that I went in.
As you read the rest of this I want you to see the hand of God in everything that happens from here on. I did not realize it at the time but I most assuredly do now.
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