Uncle Emil brought Uncle Mike to visit us one day. He was still in the army air corp at this time and he was in uniform. It was the first time I remember seeing him and I thought the uniform was the neatest thing. He gave both Jim and I a harmonica and said "the next time I see you guys, I want to hear a song."
He came again not long after that, the war in Europe was over and he wasn't in uniform this time. We all went into Bristol to see the people celebrate. People were dancing in the streets and I never saw so many flags. There hasn't been a celebration like that since then.
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