a couple of handsome oldtimers!
My dad flew B-24's in WW2. I never knew him, died in March 0f '48 six dayz before his 23rd birthday.
I did meet his B-24 AC, Robin, who told me they bombed Munich on a Sunday morning when the people were going to church. Another time they were unable to reach their target, so on the way back, they dropped their bombs on a German village.
I think the dialogue about terrorism is not so black and white.
Oh yeah I met Robin the year I returned from Vietnam as he was married to the Quaker woman I was counselling with. He was also Quaker, continues to question wars and policies with a critical eye.