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My dad, Jack, was killed in an airplane crash on Mt. Moran, Wyoming in 1950 when I was 7 years old. My mother remarried and gave away all his memorabilia from WWII. In 1992, while visiting Pima Air Museum in Tucson, I saw the 390th (Heavy) Bomber Group (B-17's) building and went inside. Talking to the docent, he asked me my dad's name, and found my dad's records in the 570th Squadron (Jokers). He gave me his flights, his airplanes, his crew, (one lived 18 miles from me) and the whole history of my dad's unit. I since have become a plane sponsor for the Collings Foundation (B-17) and currently volunteer during airshows provided by that foundation. And I fly every chance I get. There's almost enough for a book in the stories that come from investigating your dad's history. Good luck. And please, ASK before they're gone, I never had that chance, and yes, I talked to that crewman (his co-pilot) to find out who my dad was. It was moving. Thank you Lane for reminding me to talk about it.
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