My favorite veteran

I was fortunate enough to grow up knowing, and occasionally flying with, a WWII fighter pilot of the Army Air Corps. He never quite put the war behind him and, even now, at almost 90 years of age, his conversations are often dominated by old war stories of Saipan and the air battles over the South Pacific. I've asked questions at times, and have been allowed to peruse his old flight logs and photos, but for the most part I prefer to just listen and absorb his passion. That's what I will remember when he's gone.

I will make a phone call tomorrow and tell him, again, thank you for his service. He's my very own war hero.