Nice list, Mezz. Sounds like you have or have had some awfully brave men in your family. Went to a great parade today here in my hometown. Thanks to everybody who serves or has served.
It wouldn't be Memorial Day without a tear in my eye when I think of my Dad. He spent a couple years in Scotland and England during WWII putting the planes back together after the horrific bombing runs. He was a tool and die maker. He so wanted to be on one of those planes, but as they told him, somebody needed to make sure they could fly again and again. He lost a lot of friends in the B-17s and B-24s that didn't come back, including his best friend. His childhood friend was a belly gunner in a B-17 and was shot down on his first mission. I don't think the old man ever got over that.
I miss him.