My ulcle Phil was in the eighth air force, flew 25 missions as a b-17 or B-24 bombidier.He was lucky, was sent home as an instructor.He almost never talked about the war, when i asked him it was like pulling teeth.All he would say was "the flak was so thick it looked as if you could walk on it".My father joined the Navy Before the army could draft him in1942.Was sent to the Soloman islands on August 1942-his ship arrived the day after the battle of Savo island.It was the worst fought battle in US navy history i think.The US navy learned what NOT to do fighting the Japs.I did learn a little of the war in the pacific from him, mostly how horrible the climate was there.My family was lucky, all of them came back.
|