A letter!

I received an answer to the letter I wrote to my dad's co-pilot! It wasn't a long letter. He admits he has forgotten a lot, as WW II was a long time ago. But I was excited to hear from one of my dad's crew members.

He writes, "Your Dad was an easy going guy. Nothing seemed to bother him. Fighters, anti aircraft shells. He was always cool as a cucumber."

I grew up listening to my dad's stories. It's a shame no one wrote them down. I remember a few things, but not dates and locations. My dad told stories of returning back to base with the plane limping on one engine, barely keeping altitude and brushing the tree tops. That was over Italy. Another time my dad's parachute was hit by shrapnel (flak). It tore up the parachute but he was not wounded at all (I have the metal pieces with his medals). He also told stories of visiting Egypt and the Holy Land. He noted on his Mission list that happened in June 1944.

In other news, I had an orientation today for three new employees and mailed equipment to two more new people. I had to set up five laptops plus pack everything up. I'm tired of setting up laptops! The orientaion went well. Now I can rest.