Thoroughly disappointed by Virginia’s lack of snow.
A wintry mix is not the same. Especially when it’s just rain.
Remember in the 90’s there used be a room in your house that was called the “computer room”.
Another Eagle has flown away… May you be at peace Edward “Babe” Heffron. You were a hero to all of us.
May 16th, 1923 - December 1st, 2013
I had the privilege of running into Babe by chance in a Philadelphia airport back in 2010. My flight was late and I went racing through the terminal to try to make my connection. I arrived only to see that flight was also delayed and I had run across the airport for nothing. By that time I was thoroughly annoyed and collapsed into the chair and then I saw Babe. I recognized him right away, he was wearing a hat with the 502nd unit crest on it, but even then I had to convince myself it was really him sitting there by himself with a folded newspaper. It’s the only moment in my life I can ever say I was really “starstruck” and it took me about ten minutes to work up the courage to approach him.
I remember every comment, every quip and every twinkle of his eye like it was yesterday. He spoke to me at great length about how he and Bill were traveling around the country trying to get a monument of Major Winters built in Normandy (it has since been built). But I won’t recount the details of our conversation while we waited for the flight or his hysterical comments on the plane when we hit turbulence or when we disembarked the plane and waited for our luggage. All I’ll say is that the greatest honor of my life was the moment he thanked ME for teaching history and shook my hand.
When I found out earlier this week that he had passed, I took a moment to remember the funny and humble man who kept me company in the Philadelphia airport. Rest in peace, Babe. You will be missed.
"The real heroes are the fellas that are still buried over there."