Well, this isn't Veteran's day, but still. I think the next time I go home I'm going to wear a wire. If I ask my dad to write down his stories (or those of his brothers') he'll whine that no one's interested. If I offer to just bring in a recording device he'll get cranky and end the conversation.

But if we just get going he'll talk my (or any anyone else's) ear off about getting inducted, his curiousity nearly killing many times, at the same time of making friends of one of the Navaho code talkers, an Apache that went ear-hunting, the Japanese sharpshooter who had been handcuffed to his bird's nest in a palm tree...etc. There has got to be a way to save this.