How I Met Racine My Wife
(1944 England, Maidstone)
The day, I lost eighty-five percent use of my right arm, was the day I asked her to marry me. We were flying over land, when the first engine went out. …then the second one. I remember Shorty pushing me out of the B-17 - eating dirt- the nurse in white: my future wife. (17:365)
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