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A friend died yesterday. Frank Tharpe was a navigator on a B-24 in the Pacific during WWII, and a fellow collector. I didn't know him long, only about a year and a half, but he was someone who always had a smile on his face and was happy to see you. Frank witnessed the atomic drop on Hiroshima from the air while flying a mission. He still had his original A-2 jacket, and had assembled a nearly complete collection of original examples of Army Air Corps wings used during WWII...he told me that he was only seeking a set of gold flight surgeon wings.
I'll be attending his memorial service on Tuesday in my dress blues, which will be my first public appearance in them other than for transit home from tech school. I only wish it had been for a less somber event.
You'll be missed, Frank.
Get to know your vets before they're gone, folks.
I'll be attending his memorial service on Tuesday in my dress blues, which will be my first public appearance in them other than for transit home from tech school. I only wish it had been for a less somber event.
You'll be missed, Frank.
Get to know your vets before they're gone, folks.