War stories: I wasn't born yet but understand my Dad flew gliders over the EU Theater in WW2, and most of those crash landed. The life of a glider pilot wasn't great and many never made it to a second mission. He made it through several (luck?) and came back and I was born 6 years later.
Glad he survived or I wouldn't be here.
It's amazing how many of us actually are here by virtue of good luck of our fathers surviving a war. It was a bad war, but didn't last long. We've been in Iraq and Afghanistan longer than WW2 lasted.
What's wrong with that picture?
