That's so cool your rubbing shoulders with the combat vets like you did, bet it shaped you in ways you did not know.

Few people may know that there were a flight of the Flying Fortresses arriving on Dec. 07, and yet they arrived unarmed, ugh, that's poor timing.

I do not really know what a hero is I guess. In my mind a hero is someone who throws themselves on a grenade or wipes out a MG emplacement in some heroic fashion. Never considered the average grunt a hero and such, but I guess one can try and put themselves in that persons shoes and realize to survive in that environment they are a hero.