Mon Père’s Plan
On the morning of March 4th, 1943, I was a twenty-four-year-old sergeant in the United States Army Air Force, serving as a Crew Chief on a B-17. Her name was The Lucky Gal and my…
On the morning of March 4th, 1943, I was a twenty-four-year-old sergeant in the United States Army Air Force, serving as a Crew Chief on a B-17. Her name was The Lucky Gal and my…
Sparn felt woefully inadequate for the task—hardly unusual for him, but while previously such feelings had served to stiffen his defensive mask, now he sat at Spock’s table with a sense of humility. Dinner was…
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