Here we are in Nashville, TN, with my parents and some remaining crew members of the WWII's 39th Squadron. They've been meeting annually for many years, and often the children and grandchildren come along. I never thought I'd attend myself until my sister-in-law Claudia suggested that we -- including my brothers Michael (her husband) and Bill -- join my parents for the Nashville reunion. There are about 50 in the group, staying at a Holiday Inn near the airport, and traveling around in an air-conditioned bus festooned with American flags in the interior to various sites. The folks are lovely -- men in their 80s and 90s, and their loved ones, with stories to tell.
