re: #284 Fat Bastard Vegetarian

I have four uncles who served in WWII. All four survived, most are still alive. We were darn lucky.

My grandmother’s brother was drafted into the Army and served in the Pacific during WWII. He was about 6’6” and might have weighed 160lbs. He had a razor-sharp, bone-dry sense of humor, and smoked like a forest fire. Filterless Camels, 24/7. Accordingly, he died of cancer, and had the temerity to do so while I was still too young to really appreciate his life’s experience.

I don’t know very much about his service in WWII, but I do know that he was on Guadalcanal, behind the Marines. He was apparently a flamethrower operator, and I suspect that is a special kind of hell I’d prefer not to experience.

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