We left Sacramento, California, flew to Hawaii and thence to Guam via Johnson Island and various islands enroute, when we arrived on Guam we found they were not ready for us. Conditions were very primitive. We had no mess hall, so we ate out of our mess kits while sitting on a log. The cooks were not exactly graduates of a fine French cooking school and we had no bath facilities. We bathed out of a steel helmet full of water standing on a board. It was out of this atmosphere that we flew 15-hour missions to the Japanese homeland where we were greeted with flak, borage balloons, enemy fighters, engine failure and if we had to bailout over Japan we were told we might be beheaded.

We flew 12 missions over Japan then additional missions over islands which had been bypassed no credit was given for these missions.

I practiced law for 23 years, in Miami Florida prior to 1972. I always wanted to move to Alaska and have an adventure on the “last frontier” so we moved to Homer, a seaport on the Kenai Peninsula at the time.

Now at 81 years old, I have a business here in Homer, rental stores and 86 mini storage units called Downtown Mini Storage, all located in the center of town.