Honor Thy Father – Chapter 7

First and foremost, thank you to all who have read my past blog posts and my book, “Homey’s Adventures.” 

As promised, I am writing this book as a sequel to the happy ending of my first book. I just started writing this book, but I have been inspired lately. I decided to share this with you. So, without delay here is Chapter 7 of my third book: 

Chapter 7 – The Love Story 

All Homey’s Adventures include love stories and the main event for this book is about to unfold. Can you guess what it is? 

To give you, my reader, your first clue, I will repeat the last part of the comments from the sixth mission: 

Who was my dad trying to reassure? I suspect he knew that being rescued was very unlikely. He was flying over 3000 miles of ocean. This is longer than the distance between New York to Los Angeles. There were no modern-day satellites to use to conduct a search. The transponder was invented for the invasion of France, but radar was very unsophisticated in 1944. After the plane ditched in the ocean, radar didn’t work. 

Here is dad’s journal entry from his seventh mission: 

I guess you read about us…..? Who was he writing to? 

Battle of Iwo Jima had already started. The Japanese fighter planes could not fly from that island. Dad mentions the absence of enemy fighters. The B-29 was capable of flight at altitudes up to 31,850 feet (about the cruising altitude of a commercial jet) at speeds of up to 350 mph. This was its best defense because Japanese fighters could barely reach that altitude, and few could catch the B-29 even if they did reach that altitude. If you combine this altitude advantage with the overcast weather, the B-29 Superfortress was almost invincible. 

Here is my dad entry for the eighth mission: 

By the time you get this…? Who was he sending this to? 

Obviously, he was sending this to my mom. He was trying to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. His first thoughts were for my mom and soon to be born older brother. Adversity tends to bring out the best and worst in mankind. For my dad, these were some of his finest moments. 

At first, I thought that maybe my mom was transcribing his comments from letters written to her. She was the inspiring writer of the family. When I was in college, she took correspondence courses on how to be an author. But the handwriting belonged to my dad. He was sending my mom each journal entry after he wrote it. He was letting her know that he was okay. 

This is the most important love story of my life! I would not be here if their love did not prevail over this terrible war because I was born in 1950. 

End Of Chapter 7 

I just started drafting my new book and I have a lot of research to do. I plan to share some of my work as time and resources allows. I am hoping by next Father’s Day, my new book will be completed and published.  

I encourage anyone who had a parent or grandparent who flew in the B29’s from Tinian Island in 1945 to contact me. Without these heroes protecting our freedoms, we would not be able to celebrate our country’s founding on this past Independence Day. 

I usually post my blogs on Monday, but I will be on vacation next week, so, it couldn’t wait. 

Originally, I started this blog as an eclectic mix of what I was thinking during the week and book reviews. I will do some of that too. So, you do not want to miss what follows. Follow my blog to make sure you receive it. 

If you do not want to wait that long and you have not read my first book. I encourage you to go to my website, www.homeysadventures.com. You can read the first two chapters for free, and you can also buy it. Or you can buy it from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and many other fine retailers. Just search for it using the words: Homey’s Adventures by Jim Wish. 

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I liken myself to the Vienna Violinist described in chapter 5 of Homey’s Adventures Too. I play (write) for your enjoyment and mine. Happy Independence Day and God bless you all.