(me at 19 in basic training with my friend Murph 2/62)
(and here's 18 of 20 in my 1960s series The South Orange Sonnets:)
At first the world’s great
heroes were FDR
Churchill and Uncle Joe
Stalin. The block
hero was FLYING ACE who shot
down Krauts
on a seven inch screen. One
brother served
with the Navy Band, one with
the US Army
Air Corps. Before TV we sat
through Sunday
matinees with newsreel
footage of Nazi war
crimes. The boarder in our
house had been
a dough boy in World War I.
We called him
uncle. My third brother
worked on tanks in
Germany during the Korean
thing. I joined
the Air Force on February
eighth 1962. I
went AWOL July fourth 1962.
For a long time
no one we knew ever went away
a civilian.
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