mother of the bride wears in coral

Last post. Sunday June 24, 1945. My wedding day--FINALLY. We had walked an unusual road getting here. A year earlier Robby was due to go to navigator school. He had washed out of pilot training early into flying. He couldn't tell if he was right side up or upside down. Impossible to drop bombs upside down. So they said he had to have his bad tonsils out before learning to be a navigator. Okay, but while recuperating the schools closed. Guess not enough navigators w... mother of the bride wears in coral

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