I met a gentleman on the flight to Phoenix Monday.
He was 96, so born in 1922, enlisted in the Army in 1943. He stretched the truth about his skills, as he did not know how to rock climb or ski. This allowed him to be assigned to the ski patrols in WW2 as a machine gunner. They had a squad of 5 men that would ski the alps and root out the nazi camps. He told me that 3 of the 5 came back. I did not ask him about the details of the missions and he did not volunteer. After the war he took the GI bill and got masters in education and physiology, help coaching positions all his life and went from teacher to principal.
We talked the whole trip.
He was 96, so born in 1922, enlisted in the Army in 1943. He stretched the truth about his skills, as he did not know how to rock climb or ski. This allowed him to be assigned to the ski patrols in WW2 as a machine gunner. They had a squad of 5 men that would ski the alps and root out the nazi camps. He told me that 3 of the 5 came back. I did not ask him about the details of the missions and he did not volunteer. After the war he took the GI bill and got masters in education and physiology, help coaching positions all his life and went from teacher to principal.
We talked the whole trip.