75 Years Ago Today

A random story

My later to be Dad and my to be Uncle ended up on the same Pacific Island, I don't remember if it was Guadacanal or Okinawa. Uncle Bill was a Marine and went in fairly early in the fighting. He would never talk about that. Dad was Army and arrived later when things died down

So two guys who were friends from what would be my small town in different branches ended up on the same rock, and my Uncle somehow found out Dad was there. I don't know if he knew his outfit was there, or had been written (censorship) but anyhow Uncle Bill got some time off one Sunday and walked over to Dad's unit and they got to have a visit