By Jon W.
Grade 7, Pennsylvania

Walter Hanchak was nineteen when he enlisted in the navy, and twenty-two when the war began. Mr. Hanchak, an electrician primarily worked on the lights and batteries of airplanes. His most vivid memories were with his best friend during the war, a skipperĘs radioman. They tented together, and dug a foxhole that was so deep; it was more like a well than anything else. That foxhole came in handy during the nightly raid bombings by the Japanese. As the Japanese bombers flew overhead, firing machine guns and dropping bombs, Walter and his friend hid deep in their foxhole, until the Japanese fighters left. This is the memory of my grandfather. Send in yours, because remembering the past will help to shape the future of the entire world.

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