on the recommendation of a poster here "JCFalkenbergIII", and while I haven't yet posted I am impressed by what I see discussed. My username of "brndirt" is in referrence to my old farm ties, and my use of the Elton John title "Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy". Back in the seventies when CB's became popular, I put them in our farm vehicles and Dad became "Captain Fantastic", and I the "Brown Dirt Cowboy". My Dad was a C-47 enlinsted pilot in WW2 (blue pickle), and was rotated home after his final quota mission in 1944 so that he could instruct other multi-engine pilots in the wonderful "Dakota". He had been home since August of 1944, and managed a furlough for his own birthday in August of 1945, which happened to be the 9th. He was home when the Nagaisaki bomb was dropped, but of course the entire "end" wasn't announced until he had returned to the USAAF base in Texas where he was instructing. He always told me that was the best "birthday gift" he ever got. He didn't have to go, he didn't have to teach others how to go, and everybody could start coming home. I have been interested in the time-frame for many, many reasons. All but three of my mother's brothers were involved in WW2. Out of her family of 12, including the three sisters, the other five sons were lost in or to the time between 1940 and 1945. I will contribute as I feel I can add something, but I will attempt to contain my posts to things besides "personal" reflections, or (hopefully) prejudice. I sign off with "Happy Trails", since that is what I wish for all who read my pap, whether they agree or not. Happy Trails, Clint.