An Everyman in World War II
It’s the only name this blog could have had.
Get to know some of the people who turn up frequently in these posts.
Looking at the earliest correspondence I have from Babe’s time in the service.
Something of a “start here” page giving readers some context for this entire project.
The original magazine article I wrote in 1995 that launched my interest.
Another pair of photos discovered among my father's boxes might be additional pictures of my Uncle Babe. What do you think? Are they pictures of him?
Perhaps the most rewarding part of this project has been hearing from people who have stumbled across my blog and shared a story. This is one of those examples.
Today marks the 70th anniversary of V-E Day, the day my Uncle Babe missed by four days. He died on May 4, 1945, by drowning.
How much of the staggering change in the United States might he have seen if he'd survived World War II?
His brother Bob muses in the last letter about whether Babe could have come home after VE Day.
