Originally Posted by Del Boy

Very Well Redneck, like it was yesterday. The London blitz, my home recieved a direct hit, which took it out of the street like a tooth extraction. My next home was destroyed WITH the whole street by a parachute land mine.

I was evacuated without my folks at just 4 years to a village in Somerset, at the farm home of the village blacksmith and carpenter. I was friends with, and met daily over long periods, the guys at the Canadian army camp, the segregrated black American units (great guys) and of course the white American units, who used to feed me in the canteen, and i took them a yesterday's newspaper. Fantastic times. These guys were waiting for D-Day and they were here to rescue me and save my life. I never forgot that, ever. I remember them well. I was away from my home and family from 4-9 years, so you can understand why I am always prepared to stand alone for what I believe is right. And why I love America.