"Joe" (97 yrs old) of my Dad's WWII B-17 crew...we went on for well over an hour re-visiting some of his combat and life experiences...here are some interesting pieces...
>Joe grew up in FLA and as a 13 year old he was Babe Ruth's preferred caddy at a local country club during annual Spring Training for the Yankees..
- The Babe had a "Huge" golf bag that held 50-60 clubs (many of which given to him by companies)...but knowing no kid could carry it, he'd take out 4 or 5 clubs to play with a let Joe carry them
in his hands..
- The going rate for 9 holes was $0.25 for caddies, but The Babe would always pay Joe $2.50...a "Huge" sum for the 1930's, which Joe would take home to his grateful Mother...The Babe only
played on Thursdays and only for ~3 holes...often challenging Joe to a "Match" out of sight of the clubhouse, which somehow, Joe always ended up winning...needless to say, Joe loved The Babe, but not just for the money...he treated all the kids with love and respect and never cursed at anyone...no preaching...just a great example.
>Joe was the Radio Operator on the crew and on one mission he ended up saving all of them...when on the final "Bomb Run" planes could end up right on top of each other, so my Dad and Joe worked out a plan whereby Joe would keep an eye out of the window 'above' his station to make sure no other bomber was in such a position, and if so, Joe was to yell out on the intercom "Jump It!" and my Dad would quickly slew the plane to the side...and that's what happened on this mission...the bombs from the other plane missed them by 6 feet.
>Returning after the war, Joe took advantage of the GI Bill and became an attorney, spending a good part of his career with the U.S. State Department traveling to the Middle East and Moscow. He's still enjoying his life near his family and listening to opera performances.
I'm sure there will be future generations that will remember today's warriors, but if you see any of the WWII Vets this weekend...give them a 'sharp' salute and handshake in thanks.