Today while working my way through my parent's correspondence and journals, recovered after their deaths in 2003 and 2006, I came across a single sheet, with an additional note attached. Both in my Dad's handwriting, but showing the difference between 1991 and the tiny note dated 9/1999. I am working on "their book" elsewhere (
The Long Goodbye - A WWII Love Story ). My Dad, John W. Atkinson, was in the Army Air Corp during WWII. He was a pilot. He was an instructor of other pilots.
It has not been a month since the first anniversary of the crash of flight 3407, when I lost my dear friend Susan Wehle. My Dad's voice was in my ear from the moment I learned of the crash of flight 3407. I want to share here what I just found, in his own words: