my father was there that day in 1941
just a kid from tulsa on the west virgina
didn't speak of it much
there was a scrap book with a front page picture
of his mother holding a picture of him in the tulsa world
he was reported killed
but that turned out not to be true
he didn't speak of it much
he did once when i was older a little bit
and i asked him about that morning
he said he swam ashore with another guy
the guy gave him his st. Christopher medal
and then he died
i didn't ask him about that stuff again
he was the best man i've met so far in this life
and i ain't no kid
i've been around
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