One of my clients was a wiry old guy that made a living on a small farm with a few cows and hard work.
A nice guy, fun to visit with. I'd known him quite a while before it came out he had jumped "out of a perfectly good airplane" onto Corregidor in Feb of '45. He only talked about the funny things that happened. But no doubt he saw some stuff. It was quite a battle.
Out of all the World War II veterans that I knew, I only ever met one who was a paratrooper in that conflict. He was an interesting old guy that trained beagle dogs. He made that jump onto Corregidor and lost his leg there. I wander if they knew each other?
