|| He has taught me to fly in ways I never
dreamed of before.
Today, thinking as I do about the joyful interaction that he and the other
officers of the 412th had with the children at the Dongelberg
I know that as he played with those kids, he also thought of me - just as I
was thinking of him. At those times, away from the combat flying, love
foremost in his heart.
My generation was blessed by people like Bill and all of the enlisted men
and officers of the 412th and the other millions who gave freely of
themselves to keep the world free. Their hope was lasting peace in the
end and they were willing to give their all to achieve it. We have not made it
happen yet - but I, for one, will keep trying. I do it for you, Bill.