Thanks for the link, Elwyn.

It is hard to imagine the guys back in WWII being maybe 18, 19, and young 20's taking off and gathering up in streams of those bombers of up to 1000 or more heading out on a trip they knew they may never return from.
I had an "Uncle" that was a 19 year old tail gunner in a B-17. He was shot down and captured on his 20th mission near the end of the war. He lost over 40 pounds in captivity, and it took months after he got home for him to be able to eat a full meal. Hearing him talk (what little bit he did) about flying those missions makes me thankful that those guys were willing to do what they did for the generations that have followed. Bravery may not be a strong enough word.
Big Bear