Sunday, August 14, 2005

My Mom, the Hero (Revisited)

Since so many new folks are hitting the blog now (and welcome to y'all), I figured I'd direct you to an older post of mine. (Also, I have to admit, it's too damn hot to sit at this stinking laptop and try to be really creative. I'll be a happier camper with a new hard drive installed in Old Paint and something other than a Code Red weather day.)

This post is not one of the funny ones (I'll direct you to some of those shortly, I promise!!), but one about my hero - my mom. It's a personal goal of mine to share the story of my mom and her fellow flyers with the world. With so few WWII veterans still around, it's our job to remember what they did.

So, sit back and learn a little about a piece of American WWII history you probably don't know and meet my mom, all around cool person. Click here and do a little time travelin'...

And again, thanks for stopping by!

6 comments:

naiah said...

So glad to be here~

(off to read about your mom...)

Merujo said...

I'm glad you're here, too! You are always welcome at the Church of the Big Sky.

naiah said...

Ok, very glad I read it. Holy crap. Looking forward to more.

paulnojustpaul said...

Very nice to re-read that one of your mum, Merujo. Each time I read it I'm in awe of her and her fellow WASPs.

suze said...

a wonderful tribute to your mom. beautiful.

Sasquatch said...

As someone fortunate enough to have actually met Jerry Hardman (and even eaten sealed sandwiches with her on one occasion), I will attest to the fact that she was an extremely cool individual. She was also exceedingly humble, considering what she accomplished. Every time I've ever talked with a World War II veteran, each one has unfailingly told me that the real heroes were the ones who didn't make it back. In Jerry's case, I'm really not so sure of that. She more than qualified by any measure.