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| The Flying Fortress Suspended In Time, Part 11 Our boys had just switched to flying the B17's A huge plane called The Flying Fortress Supposedly much safer than the B24's they had been flying The B17's didn't have quite as much speed as the B24's But they would be a lot harder to shoot down And that sounded like a mighty fine thing to me He got his orders for his next mission It would be his first in a B17 He was filled with excitement Told me not to worry After all, this time he would be in The Flying Fortress So I tried to calm my usual fears Surely he would be safe in such a behemoth |
| Fighting The Good Fight Suspended In Time, Part 10 A few months had gone by And I began to breathe a little easier There were more bombings But we weren't taken by surprise again To say we were accustomed to them would be a bit of an exaggeration I don't think anyone could ever truly get used to that But we were aware of the possibility And we knew how to react His missions grew more and more dangerous As we infiltrated deeper into enemy territory He acquired a chest full of medals And a reputation as being bullet proof He said my love kept him safe from harm I prayed constantly that it was so |
| Copyright � 12/13/2000 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
| Copyright � 12/13/2000 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
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