We enlisted together, Bob and me,
The big war, WWII you see.
Benjamin Harrison, they ordered us to,
Our goal, get in, see it through.
They herded us about like a Billy goat,
Examined privates, nose, ears,and throat.
You're in my lads, in for good,
Now serve your nation as you should.
Basic done, no room at Chanute,
But Bob spoke-up, "who gives a hoot?"
Chanute opened up, we're off, no panic,
Bob to welding school, me to mechanic.
Bob's desire to fly was strong,
Not to be denied for long.
He made it through cadets fine,
Was assigned the giant B-29.
They shot him down over Tokyo,
But he'd had a "crack" at old Tojo.
Bob bailed out in the war torn skies,
Thank God, it wasn't his day to die
He hit a roof, leg ripped badly
Limped and crawled to a Jap rice paddy
There he suffered to the fourth long day,
Gangrene in his leg said, "you can't stay".