The letter for this week is the Veritable V
V is for VETERANS
They agreed that if they made it through the war they would all meet for a celebration drink in the Royal Canadian Legion in Penticton on July 1st, Canada Day. It was a harrowing experience. The one on the left was a Tail Gunner and the only one left alive when the plane he was in crashed into a mountain top. The one in the middle went to the Continent and kept fighter planes flying for the allies, in the thick of it. The one on the right became a Lancaster Pilot in 170 Squadron, and lost both his brothers after D Day. But they all returned home, - and now they were VETERANS.
Well, time passed, and the years flew by, - they all got married and had families. They saw each other intermittently, and although they never forgot their vow to meet again in the Legion, it just didn't happen until a retired school teacher who is writing a book of veterans' stories, got them all together and brought the Tail Gunner and the Communications and Radar fellow to our place (the home of the Pilot) for lunch last Friday.
What a fine time they had, - a lifetime of memories, and all three of them still the same handsome fellows they were sixty-six years ago, - but now with the addition of canes, which really makes them quite debonair.
Best Visitors we've had in a long while.
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