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From: JUNE CERRETA
Date: Wed, Apr 3, 2013 at 6:24 AM
Subject: Fw: Fwd: FW: [BULK] Two Stories

THANKS LEE———-IT MADE ME
CRY!
DID YOU CELEBRATE YOUR 70TH BYDY LAST
YEAR——DID I REMEMBER?
 
 
 
Both are
true and worth reading!!!!  
 
STORY NUMBER ONE  
 
Many
years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago . Capone wasn't famous for
anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in
everything from bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.
 
Capone
had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer for a good r
eason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering
kept Big Al out of jail for a long time..
 
To show
his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big,
but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For instance, he and his
family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the
conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an
entire Chicago City block.
 
Eddie
lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to
the atrocity that went on around him.  
 
Eddie
did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly.
Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good
education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object..
 
And,
despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach
him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he
was.
 
Yet,
with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't
give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.
 
One day,
Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify
wrongs he had done.
 
He
decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al
"Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some
semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The
Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So, he testified.
 
Within
the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely
Chicago Street … But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest
gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police
removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion,
and a poem clipped from a magazine.
 
The poem
read:
 
"The
clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just
when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time
you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For the
clock may soon be still."
 
STORY NUMBER TWO  
 
World
War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch
O'Hare.
 
He was a
fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South
Pacific.
 
One day
his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he
looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top
off his fuel tank.
 
He would
not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.
 
His
flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped
out of formation and headed back to the fleet.
 
As he
was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood
cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the
American fleet.
 
The
American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but
defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time
to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching
danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from
the fleet.
 
Laying
aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of
Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in,
attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and
out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible
until all his ammunition was finally spent.
 
Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the
planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy
planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.
 
Finally,
the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction
 
Deeply
relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the
carrier.
 
Upon
arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return.
The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It
showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He
had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft  
This
took place on February 20, 1942 , and for that action Butch became the
Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal
of Honor.
 
A year
later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His home town
would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare
Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.
 
So, the
next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought
to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of
Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.
 
SO
WHAT DO THESE   TWO STORIES HAVE TO DO WITH EACH OTHER?
 
 
Butch
O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.
 
(Pretty
cool, eh)

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