My two great aunts were hoofers on the Orpheum Circuit in Vaudeville, and both WACs.

My Uncle served in Patton's Army, in the group who ran out of fuel in the movie. He survived by playing dead.

My dad was the head of a ground crew for bombers in Italy. The ordinance was delivered in large wooden crates, so he kept his crew busy building. First, Officer's Quarters (of course), then quarters, then a rec area, furniture, a darkroom (he said one of their hobbies was photography), and famously, a hot outdoor shower.

He had the crew raise an unusable fuselage tank, then drilled a hole and ran a tube through a gasoline-drip fire* to keep it warm. The joke was, every time a muckety-muck visited, he'd already heard about the shower...and just had to check it out.

Thanks to all who served.

*The year before he passed, my older brother and I found dad's original design, replete with the fire. I remember my brother and I giving each other that TF? look when dad explained it.

At one point during the war, my father had liberty in Paris, and decided to go to the Louvre. He saw someone who looked familiar, but couldn't place the guy. It kept nagging him, so he decided to find the guy again, and figure out where they knew each other from.

Turned out it was his youngest brother, now 18, who dad hadn't seen in three years.

It was worth a mention in Stars and Stripes..