I was spending time with friends the other day when one of them got to talking about his great uncles who were pilots in their 20’s during WWII. He told some amazing stories about their air battles, one of which involved a bullet ripping through fuselage and sheering off half of one poor uncle’s thumb. He kept fighting of course, not even thinking of landing his plane before the last Japanese Zero was struck down.
Was he brave and tenacious for doing this? Well yes, but he was also doing what seemed to come natural to people of that era; gritting through what must have been an incredibly fearsome situation to get the job done. He was part of the Greatest Generation that fought in WWII and what they went through and sacrificed should never be forgotten.
This got me thinking about today’s young men and women and on what…
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