I was inspired on a Sunday morning
Dave Pace b. 1934
In 1944 I was 10 years old. One Sunday morning I was at home in Leaksville, NC – now called by the nicer name Eden – waiting for my sister and brother to walk to Sunday School. The skies were clear but for a few a few puffy white clouds. From out of nowhere roared a Lockheed Lightening P-38 at chimney top level! It must have sent a “million” volts up my spine. The war was on, and I said to myself, “I’m going to do that some day.”
Well, I did – and that’s another story.