I sure do remember. My twin brother called me on Oct. 19, 1966 at 8:30 in the morning to tell me our dad had suddenly died the night before. I was at my office desk at my civilian/military job testing ammunition/explosives in the U.S. Army. A pfc at the time.
I left my desk and drove to H&HQ Co. and told the 1st Sgt I needed to get home quick. He pulled out his wallet and peeled off $200 for me to catch the first plane that I could catch. Told me that I could pay him back after I returned. I'll never forget that instantaneous act of generosity on his part. He didn't know me from Adam at that point. I caught my plane at the Baltimore airport and was home by 2pm that afternoon.
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Columbus, IN and Aberdeen Proving Grounds, MD
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